Wow, 1 year ago I was in Munich with Justin and his parents doing this whole Oktoberfest experience. This year was different, for sure! The number one difference I noticed was the weather! I can't believe how wonderful it's been here! I wore jeans and a sweatshirt but I had to take off the sweatshirt because I was sweating! Last year we were bundled in jackets and hats in the cold overcast mixed with rain. Not today! Sunny sunny sunny! I love it! It was really crowded this year as it was last year. We took the train into Munich at Dachau this year just like before when traffic began to back up on the autobahn. I hate train stations. They're yucky, smelly, and filled with creepy people. I wouldn't have been worried, but Amy said to me the night before, "Be careful!" I never really worried about us before but now that it was brought to my attention, I was very cautious about everyone around us, and I clutched my purse closely. It was beer tent to beer tent full of people though! Drunk people. Everywhere. Getting intoxicated and eating pretzels and weiners. Kinda gross when you're just an onlooker not participating! I did enjoy the German roasted almonds though! Oh how I will miss them! After that we headed to the Marienplatz for shopping! Woohoo! H&M, here we come! This H&M has a lot more people in it though so it's hard to really feel comfortable browsing clothes, not to mention find a dressing room. They also have what Brandy and I call "Vintage H&M" in Munich. Some of the clothes are secondhand, and some are new, but funkier, crazier designs and colors. Since we were in Munich, we had to stop at Pizza Hut for lunch! That's the only time we get Pizza Hut. Poor us. I know. Then it was back to the bus stop to the train station to train to Dachau to our car to Bamberg! Overall rating: 10. I love traveling Europe!

I can't wait to be Aunt Shannon again!!! I'm so excited about Ashley's pregnancy and also a wee bit jealous. But that's ok, I can wait to be a mom myself. I've been teasing Ashley that I'm going to steal her baby. We look just like each other, no one would noticed that he's not mine! And I also insist that he's a boy. Have from the very beginning. Being here it makes things seem unreal. But I'll be there in a little over a month! Yay!!

Ok, I have the drawings for viewing now! I gave away the one of the boy to his mom today. She's always been so nice to me and I'm sure she'd enjoy it much more than I would. Hmm... I wonder if me being able to draw is to bring joy to others. Interesting concept.

Yes, the title saying running! After a couple months of no running or strenuous exercise of any sort, Brandy and I went to the treadmill! I'm the proud new owner of an ipod carrying case, armband, and clip! Just got it in the mail from Kasi (thank you bunches!! And also for the surprise in the casing!) so I had to put it to use! It worked very well and I can't wait to use it more often. I need to upload (or is download?) some better running music to my ipod. I had a bunch of Jack Johnson, Jars of Clay, & Anna Nalick on there. Stuff I can't get motivated to run with! I need angry punk/pop rock. But I ended up running 3 miles, which I'm proud of, but now suffering from soreness not even 6 hours later. Eh, I'll heal. Hopefully our running will become a nightly ritual like cooking dinner! Ha! Wish us luck.

And the happiest time tonight was the Homecoming of one of our soldiers, Dusty's husband, Henry. There was small group of wives and soldiers there to congratulate our hero back from Iraq. It was so exciting even for me just to know that this is all really happening and so soon! When Henry came through the door I just lost my emotions and started crying! I was so happy for Dusty! In less than a month, that'll be my husband with all the rest of 54th returning from war and reuniting with their loved ones. Ahh!! I can't wait! It was so sweet to see Dusty run up to her husband, standing alone with everyone watching. Hope you're enjoying tonight, Dusty! :)

In disappointing news, I do not have the drawing pictures to post today. I had both drawings scanned and saved on my computer at work and then moved them to my USB jumpdrive. I got in a hurry and intead of "safely" removing the stick, I just pulled it out of the computer and threw it in my purse for when I got home. *Sigh* I wiped out my jumpdrive by doing so. My computer can't even recognize old files that were saved to it. Sooooo, it'll be another day before posting. Oh yeah, I drew another picture today! I've had numerous people tell me I should sell them. Eh, I'm not really that thrilled. I love drawing, but I think it's only if I want to draw it, because then I'm excited about it and more eager to perfect it. I dunno. Then I had peopl etell me they wanted a picture drawn and they ask how much I'd charge. That's just a whole other story, because I want to give everyone a "good deal" but at the same time, I want money! We'll see where this leads me!

I decided I wasn't going to sit staring at a TV all day at work today. I organzied the front counter and cleared it of any clutter. Wow! What an instant weight relieved. I was able to sit there with a clear mind. I had no idea that all the scattered papers and extra things lying around caused me that much tension. After I had it anitbacterialized and smelling fresh, I realized I had this huge amount of empty counter top. I wanted to draw! I NEEDED to draw! I got a piece of paper and newly sharpened pencil. I knew I had some great close-up photos of babies to choose from in my studio, so I grabbed the baby portfolio and searched through there. I started sketching it out and a couple co-workers were teasing me during the beginning stages of the drawing. I guess they don't know what a drawing looks like from the beginning--they don't have "artist eye!" After a year of not really drawing , I gotta admit, the skill is still there! And I miss it SO much! It felt great using that part of my brain that just goes into overdrive and draws. Searching out the light and dark areas, pressing into the paper in harsh and light strokes, losing all concious thought of what is going on around me. Oh, I love it! Time flew right by even with the occasional disturbing interruptions to make a milkshake and grilled cheese. Sigh... And that got me thinking again...

I love being a photographer. I love the idea of quick art and easy manipluation on the computer. I love the opportunities and experiences it has given me. But I love drawing. It's a whole different feeling. Anyone can pick up a camera and take a picture. What I have is a true talent. A gift. Something I feel like I should be using. I feel like it has a purpose in my life and I can't figure it out. How am I suppose to use my ability to draw as a fulfilling career? Was drawing just a bridge to my potential photography career? I just don't know... I'm going to scan the drawing tomorrow for ya'll to see on here.

Oh, I also read that drawing is a relaxing activity that can help you unwind from the day, much like reading can do. I think this explains how I stayed sane through college! Be a drawing major! My homework was my therapy!

Ok, so this blogging every day this month thing is hard to do when you don't do anything but work--all day! Things that interested me today: Brandy made awesome homemade bread. Glamour magazine is better than I remember. Getting up in the morning is not fun. I learned how Viagra works. I learned about the Mafia. Grey's Anatomy Season Premiere was flashbacks and NOT a new episode! And that's all that happened today. However, a couple days ago I took some pictures of me and my baby, Max. I'm just now getting a chance to play with them. Here are a couple for your viewing pleasure!

Castle Sunday, here we come! Or there we were... Today we set off for Regensburg, Germany. Brandy hasa friend that is studying abroad there, so we decided to check out the town and spend some time with her. We only had a little trouble finding the Zentrum (center of the town) but once we found our way, with the 3 different books/maps, we were able to find a parking spot close to all the historical sites. We didn't meet up wit her friend until dinner so we spent the afternoon wandering around and soaking up the German life. We started with St. Peter's Cathedral and found our way to a smaller church that I don't know the name of. The Cathedral was amazing from the outside, but less impressive on the inside compared to some I've seen. Perhaps I sound a bit spoiled, but with all the churches I've seen, they're starting to blend together in appearence! We had a really long drink break because of the slow waiters and then headed to the famous bridge. It's a very, very old bridge but I can't give you any real facts about it. I overheard an English tour say that it drained into the Black Sea. I haven't checked it though. We spent some time just sitting under the bridge playing with the ducks and enjoying the beautiful weather. We then met up with her friend and ate at a really cozy beer garden with the biggest schnitzels I've ever seen!! And the price was right! On the map we could see tht there was a castle close so we all hoped in the car and drove there. We got there just as they were closing. Bummer. There was a great view of the river though! We've been gone all day and I still haven't cleaned or done laundry. Oh well. I'd rather go sightseeing any day than clean! It's just me here anyway :)

And I have to work! Poo. I had two no-shows today. I was actually surprised after having all 6 of my last Saturday appointments show! It was actually good for me though, I needed a bit of a break. No need to mention that it was because of a couple strong margaritas the previous night. After work Brandy and I went to the case lot sale! Yay! We're all stocked up on stuff we'll prolly never finish! I have lasagna Hamburger Helper from the last sale that I still haven't finished and I just bought some more Hamburger Helper--3 Cheese! Oh well, it's just the whole, "Wow, what a deal!" rush that I get. After that I finally got to "talk" to Justin! We've been living off brief messages left on each others MySpace comments. I haven't really heard his voice since he left a month ago though. I think he's so busy right now he just doesn't have the time to call. I've heard before that you need you talk with your partner at least 20 minutes a day to keep a relationship going. I don't believe that though. I don't talk to him daily, sometimes even weekly, but I still know without a doubt that we love each other. I think our souls still speak to each other daily. Sound silly? Kinda, but it's comforting. It's amazing how powerful faith can be in your life. And all it takes is the willingness to believe. Yep.

Happy Birthday Mom!! Wow, I can't believe how many people have babies in September! What was 9 months ago? Hmm... The New Year/Christmas... I guess holiday weight doesn't scare anyone away. Lol, ok, enough. Hope you're having a wonderful Birthday! I'll be there to celebrate it next year!

Haven't been up to much today. Working the front counter at the CAC, making those damn milkshakes I swore I'd never make after graduating college and quitting Dairy Queen. They tricked me when they hired me as the photographer! They are seriously working on cutting my hours at the counter though. I met the new ODR guy today, Paul and the new Tax Relief lady, Candy. I was SO excited to see them both! No more Tax Relief for me, thank you very much. By October I should be no longer closing. Yay!! Which brings me to my next point: Justin is coming home in October!! We've been told to stop sending packages and letters because they will no longer reach them. I've received 3 footlockers full of his stuff, as well as a duffle bag. He can't have much but the bare essentials left with him. he mentioned on myspace that his room looks like he's a homeless person. Poor guy! Just one more month! Woohoo!! Just can't contain myself!!

Happy Birthday!! Can you believe it? She's 20 years old on the 20th of September! I really don't feel older than her. She's very mature and responsible. She took at quiz (which I'd like a link to) that told her actual age and it said 22. I wonder what mom's would say? Cause her birthday is coming right up too! In honor of Brandy birthday, we had yummy delicious Joey's pizza after I got off work. Yeah, that was pretty much my day.

I do have something exciting though! My car light for Low Tire Pressure has been on for over a year now. When Brandy went home, she had her dad look into it since he's a car salesman. No luck finding it in the Car Manuel. Someone found it online, and I had looked many times online before! So after pressing a secret little reset button, my light is now off! Yay! Unfortunately my Change Oil light came on shortly before getting Low Tire Pressure turned off and then my gas light came on too... so I'm not completely fixed, but I'm so glad that the Low Tire Pressure light is off! I had me worried that something was still wrong even after getting new tires put on. Thanks B!!

So I was thinking about Ashley's baby and what he'll look like when he's born. I remember going through 6th grade science making my little charts with the dominant and recessive genes and seeing the likelihood of the child caring each gene. Unfortunately, I don't know the dominate and recessive genes of either Ashley or Adam. Hm... They both have blue eyes, so I bet the baby will have blue eyes. Both blondies, prolly have blonde hair. But then, just when you think you have it all figured out, all these crazy things happen. Like what if Ashley has a recessive blonde hair gene and Adam has a recessive red hair gene. Which one takes over? Does it all just depend on who has stronger genes? I'd say our genes are pretty strong. Look how mom's genes dominated dad's genes. We all look so much alike. Either dad's recessive genes kept pairing with mom's dominate genes, or both their recessive genes paired with each other and mom's were stronger. For the most part. I think I got the best of dad's genes though. Thicker--but not real thick--hair, his blood type (not sure why it's better, but I know it's his!) his height, his smile (I'm told this comes from his sister), and I don't know for sure where me and Kasi got the green eyes, but I'm loving it. He has blue, mom has brown. They both must have carried a recessive green, or dad's recessive blue was too weak for mom's recessive green... grandma has green eyes, right? Wow, there are so many possibilties! It really is impossible to know the set of chromosomes each parent will have each timeand what will dominate. Mind boggling. Ever heard that song "Happy Birthday" by Flipsyde? Here are the lyrics:

Happy Birthday so make a wish Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been Would you've been a little angel or an angel of sin? Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys. Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes? I payed for the murder before they determined the sex Choosing our life over your life meant your death And you never got a chance to even open your eyes Sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you faught for your life? Would you have been a little genius in love with math? Would you have played in your schoolclothes and made me mad? Would you have been a little rapper like your papa da Piper? Would you have made me quit smokin' by finding one of my lighters? I wonder about your skintone and shape of your nose? And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow? Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been Happy birthday Chorus: All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed I made a mistake I've got a millon excuses to why you died Bet the people got their own reasons for homicide Who's to say it woulda worked, and who's to say it wouldn't have? I was young and strugglin' but old enough to be your dad The fear of being a father has never disappeared Pondering frequently while I'm zippin' on my beer My vision of a family was artificial and fake So when it came time to create I made a mistake Now you've got a little brother maybe he's really you? Maybe you really forgave us knowin' we was confused? Maybe everytime that he smiles it's you proudly knowin' that your father's doin' the right thing now? I never tell a woman what to do with her body But if she don't love children then we can't party Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been Happy birthday... Chorus: All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (yeah, make a wish) Was as real as it seemed I made a mistake And from the heavens to the womb to the heavens again From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin Maybe one day we could meet face to face? In a place without time and space Happy birthday From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin Maybe one day we could meet face to face? In a place without time and space Happy birthday All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed I made a mistake

Our future kids have good genes coming their way!

On Saturday Brandy and I went off post to rent movies since there was nothing good at the place on post. We hadn't been there for a really long time and I'm glad we went, there are so many more movies! We ended up getting 2 Lifetime movies. Both were good tear jerkers. On the way back on post I handed the guard our ID's as we watched another guard stand in front of us. Oh great, we're getting searched... Then the guard comes to my window and says that there's a problem with my ID card. I need to pull up and park my car. Of course first I must be searched for who knows what. They had a pretty German Shepard sniff it out. I don't think he's looking for produce like the Beagles at the airport! So we take care of that and then head to the sign in guard place. He's filling out a slip of paper and tells me my ID card is expired. I no longer have privledges to post without it. He tells me I must have someone sign me on to post and Brandy says "I will." Hahaha, and he says, "How old are you?" "I'm a spouse..." "Oh, so sorry!" Jerk. Brandy proceeds to sign me on post and I wait for my ID back. He tells me I can't have it. My first thought was that I'd never have to see that horrible picture, ever again. He said that this happens all the time and the paper he filled out will act as my ID card until I get a new one. Yes, I can see how people could confuse this slip of paper with his chicken scratch on it for a military ID. Very similar. Whatever he says! He's a guard here, right? So on Sunday when I leave post in my car for the Seehof I am under the impression that this paper is my ID. Ha! As we come back on post the new guard takes my slip of paper away from me too! Uh! So we park the car, and go to the guard dungeon again. This time he tells me that I need someone with an ID to sign me on...and that Brandy is responsible for me for 24 hours and that's all that this sign on is good for. I have to give him my liscense plate number and second form of identification since they took away my first one. Stupid slip of paper. I should have drawn my picture on it, jazzed it up a bit. Maybe that would have fooled him. He's very mean and threatening. He acted as if I was no longer part of the Army. What would I have done if Brandy weren't there? I live on post and my husband is gone. I have no where to go! Ok, whatever guard dude, throw your fit and give me my royal piece of paper back.

So today I set out to get my new pretty ID card. No more blah prison picture! I had a huge stack of imporatnat papers that included my name proving that I should have an ID. When I got there the lady says, "Do you have your ID?" "No, they took it at the gate." "Is your husband coming?" "No, he's in the desert" "Do you have a Power of Attoreny?" "No." "You'll have to get a Memorandum from your Unit." "Great." Uhh!!! So I go to the Unit and tell them the situation. Of course they have no idea what I'm talking about and the person that needs to sign the paper is not there. He takes my number and says he'll give me a call whenever he gets back. I'm beginning to question whether Rear D actually works or not... So much getting that done before work. Half an hour before my lunch I call them to check the status of me papers. I'm given a new number to call. When I talk to them they tell me they will look for the papers and call me back. 10 minutes later he calls back and says, "Oh, Shannon, I didn't know it was you! I have your papers on my desk and ready for you." I head out for lunch and over to the unit. I get my papers and go to the ID Card Issue place. I'm bombarded with questions from fellow costumers. "When can we purchase football photos?" "Is the trip to Vienna in Austria or Italy?" " How much does it cost to do..." Ok, just give me my ID, this is my lunch. I smile for the camera and then cringe when I see the new ID card. I would rather have my prison photo than this chipmunk cheeked psycho one. They also changed my name on this ID back to my maiden name... I wan't to happy about that. However, I WAS happy to have an ID again. I instantly felt like a part of the community again as I clenched my new privledge card. Only 5 more months of the stuff! 5 more months!

It's my day off from work and guess what I'm dying to do? Take pictures! I guess this is a little different from a portrait sitting I'd usually do. I was really wanting a fancy Victorian chair for a prop placed in the middle of a field somwehere. Well, I have no chair and I have no field. So I compromised. I asked Brandy and Dusty to be my models. With little persuasion, they agreed. I brought a wire framed small bench from the studio, some pillows, a frame, and an old chair. The closest and one of the most beaufitul spots by post is the Seehof Palace castle. Those of you who have been there know what I'm talking about. The colors are bright yellow, green and white with rustic fences, stones, open fields, fountains, and a pond. Beautiful day too! There weren't many people where we parked, so I didn't feel too horribly strange for setting up a chair and bench in the grass outside the castle. We had a lot fun just being goofy and spotting the perfect picture spot! They were both great sports and beautiful models! I'm still editing some of the photos, but here's a taste until I get some more ready for posting.

This post was originally posted on the 17th!! But it's past midnight here and I added new photos and says the 18th... I haven't missed a day!

After speaking with a co-worker of mine about worrying, I decide to write down all my worries and give them to God. She was talking about how she worreid about things and I added that I did too. She was really surprised and said she thought I was the total opposite and wondered how I deal with it so well. I don’t know that I really deal with it so much as not let it interfer with my work. So here I am, ready to deal, ready to give them up. There is no sense in worrying, I can do nothing to change the way things are, but to accept them and pray that everything works out for the better.

I worry about Justin. For his safety and his fellow soldiers. I worry that I may never get to hold him in my arms again. I worry that I may never get to have his children. We were recently told that some of the shots they were given before going to war may cause probelms. I worry that my family worries about us. I worry that I won’t find a job when we move back to the states. I worry that we won’t be able to afford a decent house and pay the bills. I worry about Justin going to college and him getting his degree. I worry about him finding a job too.

I worry about my family. That my mom is over working herself and not being able to enjoy the simpler things in life. I’m worried she’s stretched herself thin. I’m worried she’ll never retire. I’m worried about how she’s going to make it with the new baby on the way. I’m worried about Ashley. She’s so young, not married, doesn’t have healthcare, and having a baby. I’m worried she’ll never see past the father of the baby. I worry about Laurie and my nieces and nephews. I worry that I don’t get to see them enough and that I haven’t made enough of an effort to be in their lives. I worry that they don’t really know me and that I don’t really know them like I wish I did. I worry about my dad. All alone in his house. A smoker and drinker. I worry for his health and I worry for his heartache. I worry that when I move in with Kasi, we’ll be a burden. I worry that our dogs may hate each other.

I worry about my friends. I worry that I don’t get to talk with them enough and I wonder how they are. I worry that maybe they aren’t doing well and I haven’t been there for them. I worry that I haven’t been a good enough friend. I worry about specific friends and the problems that I do know about and I wonder how I can help.

There's also the bigger things I worry about too... War, Peace, Hunger. Things that make me feel so small and yet so thankful in this world.

Wow, that’s just a scratch on the surface of my worries, but I already feel better. In some ways I think that living so far away has been an esacpe from some of these things. It’s allowed me to focus more on the things directly in front of me. Yeah, you can run, but you can’t hide! It’s all still there and waiting for me. But not just the worries, all the good things too! And there are SO many good things that I can’t wait to enjoy again. Goodbye worries!

Finally back in the studio. It feels like old time... ahhhh. I took a going away photo for a group today. Kinda neat to be asked to do things like that. Then later I had Instructional Soccer. Those kids are so little!! 3 and 4 years old playing soccer. Well, kinda. I think they just kick the ball to each other and run around. Some of the kids did great (mostly the girls) and others just lost their attention span within seconds of getting in front of the camera, or cried, or wouldn't cooperate. They were all still really really cute. Little miniature people in unifroms... so cute! After that I had a make-up team that was late. They were older, so they knew the routine, but it still seemed like it was the boys that didn't listen as well. "Please don't kick the ball, we're using it for photos.. Please go get the ball you just kicked, we're using it for photos..." Kids. But tonight was special because Brandy is home now! Yay! Real food for dinner! It was back to our routine of TV shows and dinner with wine. So relaxing! Of course with me being sick, I'm in a sleepy daze, so it didn't last too long. So I just had to blog so I could go to bed knowing that I haven't lost sight of my goal. Half way there! Oh, that reminds me, today is Justin's 3 year mark for joining the Army!

Okay, so I was reading in the news today about these guys that have been writing a script for YouTube videos. I just had to wacth all the videos and read the comments too. Turns out that I actually enjoyed them! It's like watching reality TV on some level. I know it's fake, but I still want to know what happens next. Watching these have also made me want to make my own video blog. I wonder if I can do that with my webcam somehow? Hmmm... Something to play with! Here's the link if you're curious http://lonelygirl15.com/?p=57

I made an appointment on post to get my cavity prone molars buffed and filled with a sealer. First of all, you must know that getting an appointment for a Family Member is difficult and usually takes a month from the time you book. The dentisy had seen my teeth a year ago and told me this so I figured I'd get it all done before we get out of the Army. When I got there, I had to wait for half an hour after my scheduled time. "Hurry Up and Wait," it should be the Army motto. After I finally got in to see him, he ended up doing exactly what they did a year ago. He visually looked at my mouth and teeth, poked at my teeth and told me I had great teeth, nothing wrong with them. Funny, the dentist that saw me before told me I needed my wisdom teeth pulled and my molars cleaned and sealed. He asked for a second opinion and the other dentist seemed a little more concerned judging by my X-rays. She said that my wisom teeth should come out. He said if they don't bother me, I don't need to worry. They explained that the top wisdom teeth would be simple to take out since they have broke through the surface already. They would "roll" right out. Roll? Eeee! My bottom wisdom teeth will probably never come in and would require cutting of the skin and bone. AH!!! I think I'll keep my teeth that I'll never see, but he can take out the top ones. They don't bother me either, but sure, why not. SO. I call to schedule another appointment for my wisdom teeth. She tells me that first I have to have an oral exam. What?! Did I JUST have one? So after I have THAT appointment, then I can schedule for the actual "surgery" which will be another month from then! So hopefully all this will be done before we ETS in February. Oye! It's frustrating!

Is it possible to worry yourself sick? I woke up from my sleepy haze this morning with a sore throat and runny nose. I didn't sleep well last night. Just two floors below me, I bet she didn't sleep either. Is this a terrible dream? Please tell me I'm dreaming. Tell me I'm not really in Germany and my husband isn't really in Iraq searching out IEDs. Tell me there hasn't really been any deaths. Tell me that I can stop worrying if today will be the last day I get to talk to my husband. Yeah, I didn't think you could.

Today has been a little surreal for me. I don't know if it's the cold mixed with my emtions that's causing it. I find myself thinking about my neighbor and how she must be feeling and how I can help. This morning when I left all her plants were sitting by the trash cans. Beautiful plants. For a moment I thought about how lovely one would look in my living room, but then I felt as though a bad Karma would be lurking in my apartment. Tainted plants... It's clear that she's ready to go home, ASAP. I don't blame her.

While at work, someone brought in a poster sized photo of him. This was the first time I'd seen him. I felt ill. I knew I was staring at his picture, but I couldn't stop. There was a shocking resemblence between him and Justin. A baby face covered in freckles with eyes that squint when he smiles... It feels like an awful game. You never know who is next. But I guess that's the way the game of Life works. All of us could die at any moment from a numerous amount of reasons. We just don't know when or how. And I don't want to know.

This Army life is rough. It has its perks, but I'm not sure they outweigh the downfalls. I'm happy with Justin's desicion to ETS in February. He's done his time, he's served our country proudly. I'm ready for real life though. Life spent with my husband daily. Life spent worrying about how we're going to pay our bills. Life spent right in the middle of all our family and friends, just a doorstep away. Life to do as we please. Life.