With all the talk about VIRUSES, TROJANS, and WORMS that can INFECT your computer now days it made me think about whats in our passwords!!   When I think about passwords, I do what I’m told… make a password memorable but complicated, use letters, numbers, and special characters…. BUT WHY!  Continue reading


Brothers at War

This movie recently came across my radar and it looks like something worth paying attention to and venturing out to see. It is coming to my area at the end of month and I’m making plans to attend.

Share this information with your friends. The executive producer is Gary Sinise.

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My love/hate relationship.

With phonecalls.

Tonight at about a quarter after eleven I was sitting on my friend’s couch petting her adorable kitten and downing a second Bacardi Silver Strawberry (I went straight for the hard stuff). Molly is only a month or two old and her mommy is out of town this week, so we are hanging out together for a few hours every evening. Today is my 21st birthday. It wasn’t the worst birthday by far, but I did make my first legal toast to better birthdays to come.

My phone rang and when the number registered I wondered what kind of crazy telemarket phonecall I was about to take. That’s the danger in taking all calls when your man is gone, you never know what kind of wacko person you will end up talking to when you just want to make sure you don’t miss his call. But to my surprise my hello was answered by a pleasantly familiar, “Hey, you!” I was a little confused because it sounded like he was calling me from work or something, not like the phonecalls I’d gotten before during an underway. There was no delay in between our sentences and it was very clear and I didn’t hear anyone talking in the background. I asked where he was calling from and he told me he was in port. “Oh its so good to hear yo-” Then it cut off. And I cried while sending a text message to my best friend, “HE CALLED and it CUT OFF!! :”(‘ .” And then he called back! He told me happy birthday and we talked for a minute about wishing he was here and what a pretty day it was here today. We talked about the animals and some pictures of them I had sent him. I briefly brought up his in-port budget and he said he didn’t plan on spending much this time around anyway (sigh of relief). He told me he’d try to call tomorrow so I shouldn’t cry when I get off the phone and I told him I wouldn’t but I think we both knew that was silly. He doesn’t do well when it comes to me crying. When he is watching me cry he has this ridiculously helpless look on his face, offers to do anything he can to make it better and then gets mad when I tell him there isn’t anything he can do. I can’t imagine how it must feel for him to hear me sniffle through the phone.

It was good to hear his voice and hear him say, “I love you.” There is so much more emotion in a voice than in an email. You can connect when you are on the phone, instantly and simultaneously. When I connect with an email, his fingers have long been gone from the keys and the emotions he put into the words have faded into black and white and its up to me to put feeling back into them. But a phonecall masks no emotions. Every inflection of his voice said “I love you” even when the words he spoke didn’t.

The call ended much the way all the others end. “Don’t cry okay? I love you and I’ll see you soon.” Another silly statement.. “soon.” We both know its not soon, but I think it makes him feel better to say it. And now I feel.. empty. His voice carries so much emotion and triggers too many memories to even begin to detail. “I’ll be home soon.” That was the last thing he said to me when I gave him the last hug and kiss for six months. Standing in the middle of the terminal parkinglot holding on to him like Charlie did his golden ticket. I felt at a loss. And that is how I feel now. I’ll sit in this vegetative state until the tears start to make my cheeks itch. Deep breaths help ease away the lump in my throat as I type up a synopsis of why I love to get phonecalls but hate them immediately after wards. And then I will go to sleep and hope that the fresh memories of his voice will bring me a vivid picture of his face while I close my eyes tightly and pretend he is sleeping next to me. And he will be.. soon.

Its a glamorous life.

I am highly frusrated. The security drills are this week and it is ruining my birthday!! I can’t even have friends over because non-dependant civilians are not allowed on base!! HOW LAME IS THAT!! I’m going out this weekend with some girlfriends but my actual birthday is on Thursday.

Speaking of my birthday, my husband and his behind the scenes shopping team got together and sent me the most amazing bag I have ever seen in my life (okay except for a red Rafe New York bag that I will probably never own due to its not so fabulous price tag of $300). Exhibit A:

Its almost MARCH! Which means I am coming up on TWO MONTHS! Which means I am getting closer to the halfway point of our first deployment. My parents and brother are visiting me from Georgia in April. I think it will be fun, they get to see my house and I can show them around base (you know because its so fabulous and cool to live on a military base). My mom is such a civilian. She gets excited when I come home because she wants me to take her to the Nex. My dad is going to be hanging curtains for me and I think it will be bulk pickup time so they are going to help me get rid of some crap I have stuffed in a storage closet. And the ever-growing pile of cardboard boxes in my garage. Its one of those things your husband keeps telling you he’s going to do and then he conveniently deploys. “OH! I totally forgot, with the deployment and all.” Uh huh.. likely story. So in celebration of March, I have updated my page with a few St. Patties type graphics (if you are ever curious as to where I get these adorable graphics, please visit MR LAYOUTS and tell her Hilly sent you ). My husband’s family is Irish and born in March (my husband, not his whole family..), so his birthday package is all St. Patties Day themed. I drew shamrocks all over it in green and white paint markers (these are the best for decorating cardboard boxes) and put confettie in it and green tissue paper. My family (well the half I claim) is Italian. Why don’t we have an Italian holiday??

Grif has discovered shoes. As I sit here there is black flipflop rubber covering my livingroom. He looks so sad when I tell him “NO!” Maverick even joined in and helped him tear up one of my silver ones. I am still having trouble getting him to understand that just because I am not at the door when he is there that does not mean he should pee in front of the door. But I hardly ever catch him in the act so punishment is futile. I am so sick of cleaning it up and I can’t even begin to tell you how quickly I go through paper towels. I need those ShamWOW things. I just love that comercial! “We can’t do this all day!” Neither can I Vince, neither can I.

Rough week.

I don’t know whether it was hormones, Valentines day for the fact that tomorrow will be one month since I hugged my husband, but this past week was a rough one. I was sad and a little depressed, but mostly just angry and frustrated. Frustrated with myself for not working harder at the gym, frustrated that its only been a month and it feels like its been three. Angry that we don’t get to spend our 21st birthdays together (we are ten days apart.. I am older!). And really angry that we are missing our one year anniversary, but being together and being married. Its the kind of thing you knew about ahead of time but it doesn’t really make you angry until it happens. And then I just got sad that I couldn’t do anything about it.

This week is already turning out to be better though. I had a group workout tonight and it started out really rough becuase I haven’t pushed myself enough lately, and because I had to do a lot of arm stuff .. and because I had to jump rope and I kept tripping myself!! But once we got doing other stuff it got better and I actually did a lot of situps, which I didn’t even know I could do.. that right there tells you how pathetic I was. I could do a situp and didn’t even know it! I could do several situps! I updated my workout blog so you will have to check it out for some more info on my progess.

My husband sent me an email and let me know he got his pacakge from me. He loved it, and that just made me so happy! Like the happiest I’ve been in a long time. I’m already working on his birthday package (his birthday is March 8!) and I’m stirring up ideas for his anniversary package. So when I think about it in packages, things seem to be going quickly.

My parents and brother are also flying out to see me in April. I was going there but with my furry children its easier for them to come here.. and besides, I’ve been there before. Nothing interesting about that! My husband is bummed because he wanted to be here to take them to the hangar and other things that seem mundane to him but are cool to other people.

So that’s an update on me! I’ve been so bad about getting on here, I’m sorry about that! I’m seriously going to try harder!!

Woo Hoo

Halfway through shore duty and we’ve already got people fighting for hubby to take a specific set of orders.

This has been a hot topic for us because hubby and I have gone around and around about going back to a boat. He was invited to go back to a boat last summer, and I encouraged him to leave shore duty early and take it. But after a month of going back and forth on the idea (and a lot of pressure from his buddies at work) he decided not to take it. So we thought that was our last chance to get the command that we wanted… well I thought that at least. Continue reading

Valentine’s Day Care Packages.


Valentine’s day is one of those special days that you really want to share with your spouse!! But for some of us, our spouses are deployed, TAD, or a Geo-bachelor and are a way from us.  But don’t fret!! You can still share this holiday with your spouse or significant other. 


Send a care package!!!  This is one of the best times of the year to go all out and do a themed care package.  Below are some ideas to get you started, and don’t worry if it arrives a little late. Remember it’s the thought that counts!



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