Just another day

I saw a beautiful sunrise today. It was coming over the cloudy mountains and painted the water orange. Just perfect.

Everyday the sun rises (whether we see it or not is a different story), it starts a new day and leaves yesturday behind. I have been feeling lately that one day runs into another. My past has been holding me down like a weight around my neck. When is it time to just let the sun set on the past and rise so perfectly in the morning?

I'd like that fresh start, one more chance.

A Day at the Zoo

Every one needs a good day at the zoo. A chance to get outside yourself remember the wonderful things out there in the world. I love the zoo at the least for the animals. If you haven't gathered I love animals, especially my kitties who are doing well by the way.

Saturday it was sorta sunny, Seattle sunny. Patches of sun here and there but mild temperature and no rain. So I said lets try and go to the zoo tomorrow. We usually attend the 11 service at the POCOC as I call it, well I do and when David is in port he does too. But we decided to try the 8 am service. Yikes. I haven't done an 8 o'clock service since Abilene and even then I didn't do it very often.

I think first I should mention the kind of little weather pattern around here. The morning is icky, 10 am -12 might be sunny, 1-4 possibly icky again, 5pm- morning depends, could be, clear could be rainy.

So this is the reason we went to the early service, even if it ends up being rainy later in the day at least we have a couple hours that are usually sunny. When we woke up it was icky and cold, but we went to the early service, which was suprizingly full and brings me to wonder how big is this "little" Church of Christ? When we left church, a. my tummy was fooled into thinking it gets lunch but it was only 9:25 b. rainy and cold. So we go home for a while and chill with the sleeping kitties who had been communing with God in their sleep. And around 11 it was rainy and even colder. My heart begins to sink because I know that I don't get to go to the zoo today. :(

No zoo, but we did clean up our apartment. yay. I was so thrilled to spend the day cleaning. (there is sarcasm injected into that sentence) But something good finally came of it,my insomnia was cured. Not by the hard work, but by the muscle relaxers I had to take after cleaning.

What a day.

Eternal Question

Is it some cosmic cruel joke that it must pour rain whenever I bring in groceries or pump gas? Just wondering.

Homecoming!

Lots of things come to mind when you think about homecoming; parades, games, dances and if you are an ACU alumni the old purple and white. Homcoming originated from towns welcoming back old residents, schools later adopted the event to welcome back alumni. If you would like to read up on the whole affair I found an interesting article http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homecoming

But if you are in the military, homecoming means something else. He is coming home! You'd think that women would bring posters, and balloons and gather waiting for ships to arrive after a big six month deploment, oh and they do by the thousands. But even after 2 weeks or a month, women still wait the two hours that it takes to "park" the boat. The sailor on the ship isn't the only one in the Navy, the entire family is in the Navy. Underways are tough on either side of the dock. Many sailors don't realize how tough it is to deal with everything, the bills, the kids, the real world while they are gone. And gone they are. Their big deployment is six months. But leading up to that cruise is a year of pulling in and out. Six months of the year before they leave for six months is spent in and out of port.

It is a tough life. But the hardest part is not being able to talk to David. He is my best friend, when I have good news or bad news or no news at all, it all goes in an email. And I get an email a day, no phone calls. I can imagine the ease of a relationship if when you have a problem you just talk to your spouse about it.

David is coming home soon! So soon that I can say that it is sometime this week. And I am so excited. So excited I am not thinking about the next time he has to leave.

It's a Beautiful Day..... for napping

Yes, it is once again cloudy and rainy and sleepy weather. And with out David yappin' it is pretty quite around here. What a marvelous day for napping.

This is not to mention I was at the ER with another wife and her 4 yr old, who couldn't stop a nose bleed. Oddly enough I am taking them to the doctor today for the 4 yr-old's acid reflux. (I might mention that the wife is pregnant and on bed rest hence me driving her places.)

Oh the perfect napping weather alludes me once again. Silly work always getting in my way.

Might I also add,in a topic unrelated, how please I am at the participation ratio to the Name Game. I think we could all use a little childish humor and awkwardly constructed names.

Here are some highlights:

1. Sabrina Sidney (with the alliteration is great!)
Wolffie Gladewater (My mother's Rock Star name; all I can say is wolffie? Didn't he play with the stones? he he wolffie.)
2. Temple Hot Tamales (Again mother's Movie Star name, which I think should be switched with Rock Star cause this sounds like a mix of 90's alternative band names)
3. B. Ral (My dad's fly guy name, he he I can't believe that was combined in a sentence, who wouldn't want to be called B. Ral)
4. Lynx Westbury (David's detective name, by far the most detective like. It rivals any British literary detectives you could come up with)
5. Paul Houston (David also winns this battle, I can imagine Paul Houston in Landview)
6. Bivoffsco (Dad's star wars name, well it sounds more like a Russian mobster and for that I love it)
Micnerabb (my star wars name, oh the flow of it)
7. I think everyone wins on the Jedi name.

Thanks for having fun with me.

Spring is here?

We are all very confused. I think I bring strange weather patterns with me where ever I go. First, running away from two hurricanes this summer, then the month straight of rain, and now snow in March in Seattle. Ok.

The Name Game

Ok, I know this is kinda high school but I got a kick out of it.

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)
Sabrina Sidney (I cheated. I didn't want my name to be scoobie)

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandmother's maiden name on your mother's side, your favorite candy)
LaFan Taffey

3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of last name, first two or three letters of your first name)
M. Ana

4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite animal, name of high school)
Squirrel Bellaire

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Clare Lubbock

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)
Micnerabb

7. JEDI NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your father's middle name spelled backwards)

Eralc Llewol (this is very similar to my alter ego in high school, Elana Snivib, seriously I went by Elana Snivib, I am actualy a dork and called my cats by their backwards names- Inuj Neab and Ekcalb Suomacatoub)

Sew not cool

Well sewing didn't go as well as planned. All I am going to say is that my teacher was well, less than professional. She told me my machine sucked and I should buy a new Viking one. You know as long as she gets the commission on the sale. (eye roll)

Also, David is gone uh-gain. It just seems like he is always coming or going. But I guess what is the hardest thing is we don't get to talk on the phone. He gets a few minutes in the evening to respond to my 400 emails. I just get used to having him and then he leaves and I can't say "David look at the kitties. David my head hurts. David, feed me." So I email him every little bitty thought that pops into my head.

I thought that once we got married we would finally be together but nope, not in God's plan for us. But I guess I am lucky that we never really have gotten a chance to get used to being with each other. We have always lived in a life of goodbyes. But it is ok. I am always amazed at two things
1. How much God really throws my way. What a compliment that he thinks I can handle all this.
2.That I can actually do this. I can live by my self away from my friends and family and make it.
So David is gone again and I am ok.

P.S.- If anyone has any tips on how to wind a bobbin all pretty like, I need help! As much as I try to be like Tamara I just fall short. I made cookies for David and his coworkers but did I use Tam's famous recipie, no I bought break and bake. Oh well. I am not Martha, Betty Crocker, or Tamara Long. Oh Well.

So, Sow, SEW!

Well I am learning to sew. I have signed up for a sewing fundamentals class at my local JoAnn's. Ha! That sounds funny coming from me.

In the past I liked to hand sew as a little girl and my mom taught me to crochet. I played with dolls way more than Leah and I imagined being Mary Poppin's sitting by the fireplace mending kids clothes. I may have the reputation of not being the "girly" sister. But really I think I am pretty girly. I like to shop but I never know what to buy; shoes puzzle me. Also, life has toughened me up a little bit. To my closest friends I am still a carefree little girl who loves babies, feeling pretty, and dancing. I'd rather people think of me as a little bit of a tomboy, tougher.

But I am casting off all tomboyishness when I go to my sewing class. I am hoping to be able to machine sew David's patches on his uniforms. And you might say well how many does he have? SO MANY! He has well kinda two for his rank, then one for the boat but on all seventy million of his uniforms. Dress whites, Dress Blues, Working whites, Working blues, Utilities - 2 or 3 pair, Coveralls 2x, and then jackets. Everytime he makes rank you have to change all of that stuff over again. Right now though we just have what he wears most often done. Oh and not to mention that the boy grows! Most of his uniforms are from when he joined and he has grown a good 3 or 4 inches since then and gotten bigger across the shoulders. So we have a lot of patchwork to do.

Also, I think I am going to enjoy having another skill. What am I going to make in this class? I don't know. I don't know anything really about my machine either. This is mildly terrifying. But I am really really excited. It will give me something to do while David is out to see, and then when I know how to sew then I can make crafts!

Wish me well as I learn to sew!!!