I wanna move to Canada.

I am at a point in my life where finding out I am moving all the way across the country is almost expected, considering my husbands job. However I still panicked when we received the news. I believe I would have taken it a little better had we had more time to prepare, but from July to October isn't much. I am one who adapts well in new situations and I am very outgoing so making friends will be no issue, plus many of my friends will be out there already. I am still trying to weigh the pros and cons of this and to be honest the pros are winning at this point.

As some of you know, I am an avid gamer, my game of choice is Call of Duty and Sam and I play with a ton of Canadians on there. Well I made the comment last weekend that I wanted to move to Canada, because honestly it sounds amazing and much like the States. Well here we go: I'm moving pretty darn close to Canada and I can visit whenever I want! Strangely I feel this is a way that the higher power is getting a kick out of my life, it is nice to see the man in the sky has a sense of humor. 

When telling my family about the big move their reactions were better than expected. My amazing mother and father are talking about possibly moving out when we have a little Seattle hipster baby. And as far as seeing my family goes, I already don't see much of them so this will be no different. My mother also reminded me of my dream of living the big city lifestyle [I always wanted Chicago, but Seattle will do, the weather seems similar..] and she said for as long as she can remember I have always wanted that, so at this point I am thinking I might just fall in love with it out there and never return to the east coast.

I am going to have my amazing husband by my side and my pookies will be along for the ride. What more can I ask for? Oh maybe my Mercedes Benz?? :) I am incredibly excited about the move, after all not many people get paid to move literally from one coast to the other. I mean I don't tan much as it is and I love the open mindedness of the west coast. [so much better than the Bible Belt.] This is an amazing opportunity that many would love to have but sadly don't have the option to take, so this is for all of you! The Southern Belle is moving out west, hippies better watch out, I have a VERY low tolerance for them now and it will be even lower when I see them protesting outside of base! 

So goodbye rednecks; hello hipsters!

Big Girl Panties.

I have been called "cold hearted," a "bitch," a "mean girl," and everything in between. But I normally have a good reason, at least in my eyes, to act like I do. I will admit I don't have a very high bullshit tolerance and I don't like whiny girls, so please save your sob story for someone who actually cares. [This policy is however voided for any of my friends, and I promise you, you know if I consider you one of my friends.] I just can't stand grown-ups who act like three year old or even high school student for that matter. And with girls in general you meet some special cases, but I believe military wives in general are the craziest of crazy. 

Wives who pull rank, I don't care that your husband went to college for four years while mine worked his ass off for the Navy. I don't think your 23 year old husband is better than my 25 year old husband, just because mine has to call yours "Sir" and yours is an Officer. We make less money and my husband works at least 20 times harder than yours. Wives who pull out the: "choose your rate, choose your fate." You have no right to say that to me or anyone else, you are not the military and I don't care who your daddy is. Your husband probably did the same thing mine did, he picked a job he wanted to do. And yes every one's jobs and duties are different, however that doesn't make yours better than mine because he has to stand watch all night, while yours gets to come home every single night. You have no right to complain to me either about your husband working until 8pm on his so called "duty" night. I don't feel sorry for you and I highly doubt anyone wants to hear it either. Put on your big girl panties and deal with it sweetheart. 


Big girl panties have played a huge roll in my attitude towards this patrol. I am seriously okay. I will be the first to admit, I haven't always been this strong when my husband leaves me. And I will also say that it hurts like hell to say goodbye to him and then watch him leave my arms for the last time. But I have also been through 7 patrols in our 3 years of marriage. [The first one was while I was in the wedding planning process, still counts! He didn't get the chance to help with it at all, even though I know he was probably relieved.] No matter how many times he leaves I will never get used to it, each time is different, and every time my heart breaks, but honey please don't act like a three year old being told they can't get a toy in Wal-Mart and throw a tantrum. I have seen it all and I know for a fact some people just cannot handle it, both husbands and wives. And it is true this life isn't for everyone, I had no idea I would love it like I do. But I like to blossom where I am planted and not focus on the negatives in a situation, but the positives. 


Okay, I've vented.. Thank you! And I'm sure this won't be the last of my venting posts!