So i've only had about 1/4 of my coffee and I am already bouncing off the walls, blasting music, and playing crazily with my puppy. Then I got a bit tired, and decided to write out some thoughts. I love coffee, and I wish I could drink it more often. I only get it as treat now and again, cause if it becomes a daily habit (again) I get lots of cramps and stomach problems, plus it's bad for your teeth. So I try not to indulge too often. But today I woke up with the worst pains and a messy house. So I figured it was needed. Plus I got work in a few hours. So it's definitely needed. Penny is trying to persuade me to play with her more instead of write this blog. It's really cute how she's fighting for my attention right now. I even just took pictures cause of how adorable she is and how I can't stand it. Anyways, I went to the bx today and bought some wine and a huge tub to put pennys dog food in cause Scott ripped a hole in the dog food bag. I also bought really pretty stockings for christmas time. I told you I was gonna step it up and start getting stuff to decorate! What else did I get? Oh some new bowls for Penny since she's out growing the ones we bought for her as a pup. I think that's it (: Our bx on mildenhall is pretty boring. Lakenheath is the one that's got all the electronic goods, clothes/shoes/purses and kitchen stuff. I like going to that one better but I needed doggy stuff so I didn't go to Lakenheath today. That will have to be tomorrow, cause I also need to go to the commissary to get stuff to make Tortilla soup tomorrow for dinner. Yes, I can finally make a meal! Cause i'll be having a few days off! You have no idea how excited I am. I think i've mentioned it in my last 3 posts. And also, whenever I get in my car, I see a photo booth picture me and Samantha took on my 17th birthday at knotts berry farm. Even though we look like ugly lesbians, I see it like 5 times a day or more, and it makes me miss having a best friend around all the time. Friends are really important to me, and not having the ones that mean the world to me around all the time, makes me feel weak and alone. I know, make new ones and just remember that my husband is one of my best friends right? NO! Those girls are exactly like me, and I'm pretty sure I won't find anyone like me over here. And plus, guys can only go so far as being your best friend. They don't enjoy the shopping, and girly stuff. And I am a girly person. I just need my girl friends. Plain and simple.
I can't wait to get back home. After the air force, Scott and I plan to move back to San Diego, and live there. I look forward to the day that happens. My life will feel at ease again. I'm kind of scared of getting out of the air force though. I still have school and don't really know what I exactly want to do. Just a bunch of ideas of what i would LIKE to do. A lot of them are near impossible living in San Diego though. And we won't have insurance anymore unless he finds a good paying job that offers those benefits, but even then we will be paying for it. And our housing and utilities won't be paid for. Life is gonna get really real after we get out of the air force. And I honestly don't think me or Scott can handle that even in 4 years. I feel like he should stay in for another 4 or 6 after his term is up in 2014, and finish his schooling while still in the air force, and give me the GI bill, so I can go to school also while our housing and everything is still paid for, and then by the time we're 30, we will have it all figured out and be good to get out of the air force and neither of us will have paid for school. But he doesn't want to do it like that I guess. Oh well, we can pay for my school, he can use the GI bill, and we'll broke and struggling for a good 4 years. I'm sure it will work itself out somehow. I just really wouldn't like to live an uncomfortable life if I can help it. The air force treats us well, and I appreciate it. Scotts life won't ever be in danger and he's good at what he does. But my thoughts aren't the same as his. So we will continue to butt heads on our future. He always thinks things are never a big deal. He's wrong, and he'll find that out sooner or later. Enough seriousness though.
So the shoes I bought at Tesco yesterday, I am so in love with. Especially for getting two amazing pairs for 15 dollars. Steal and a half. Next on my list is to buy some huge picture frame collage things. Where you can put like 20 different pictures in one huge frame. You know what i'm talking about? It's a little difficult for me to explain.
I really want to host a dessert and wine party, but i have a couple of issues. 1, not enough friends to even make it a party lol. 2, my apartment is small as hell. I would definitely need to do it at some else's house. So I guess I will give up on this until the time presents itself. Plus Penny Pie would jump all over everyone and make them spill wine on themselves. She loves people and holding her back is almost impossible.
So I should start on my cleaning and dancing around the house. I'll take pictures when I finish, so you can get the inside scoop of the little things in my apartment that I love. (: Ttfn<3
Love, Kels.
I thought about this quote when I read your thoughts about having friends over. Erma Bombeck was a very witty lady who had a lot of insight into what's really important. Love her! So have the party, make it small, invite the people you want, not the people you should, and enjoy yourself :) Love you guys!
ReplyDelete"IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the "good" living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather rambling about his youth.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have burned the pink candle sculped like a rose before it melted
in storage.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television, and more
while watching life.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment, realising that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been more "I love you's" and more "I'm sorry's"
. . . but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute . . .
look at it and really see it . . . and never give it back."
— Erma Bombeck