HEAVEN...HEAVEN

OMG IT'S HEAVEN!!!

I have not been this happy since before I first learn't about Trevor going to Wainwright in August....then Afghanistan in October...

I SAW HIM!!! Who you ask? TREVOR....OMG HE HAD WEBCAM ACCESS TODAY!!! I not only saw him...I SAW HIM TWICE!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes the screen was HORRIBLY dirty and I could barely see ANYTHING....but I could tell it was him!!! HIS HAIR IS SSSOOO LONG!!! He hasn't cut it for over 2 months!!! And he has this stupid round comb thing that he sticks in his hair....they all call him the "White Man Fro" HAHAHAHA!!!! But on the screen....he was SO tanned and SO dirty, he looked like a black man....it didn't help matters that the only way I could really determine where he was on the screen was when he SMILED! BECAUSE HIS TEETH WERE SO WHITE in comparison!!! ROFLMAO!!!

We spent the first time he signed on STARING at each other for the FULL half an hour...not a word of a lie...we made a pact to just stare at each other....Then he came on again tonight...around 4:30pm...which is 4:00AM HIS TIME!!! That was when his patrolling shift was over....so he stayed up to talk with me again!!! This time we did a little bit more than just stare....BUT WOW!!! I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM IN OVER 2 MONTHS!!! I haven't been in his presence for:

3 Months 2 Weeks and 5 Days (111 Days)

BUT HE COMES HOME IN UNDER 40 DAYS!!! :

5 Weeks and 3 Days (38 Days)!!!!!

WOOT WOOT!!!

(P.S I convinced my boss to let my last day of work be tomorrow now. HA! ALL DONE AS OF TOMORROW...BOOYAH!!!!)

DELIGHTFULLY OPTIMISTIC!!!!

Okay....So WWWOOOTTTT!!!!! *happy happy dance*
*little cirlce dances with pumping arm movements!!!*

I know this is hopefully and completely trusting and optomistic, but last time I talked to Trevor he said the military is giving him FIFTY-SIX DAYS OFF OF WORK....That's 56 PEOPLE!!!

THE BEST OF IT ... They only count as WORK days....this does NOT include weekends!!!!!!! That means...If I figure in the fact that he is coming home on a Saturday...he will have the next weke to go to work to de-brief....THEN if I count to 56 WORKING days....he wont have to go back to work until the 4th of JUNE!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
EEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! *girly scream*!!!!!

YIPPEEE!!!!!!! How incredible!!!! (P.S. those of you who follow my life understand already that I should NOT be trusting this news right now....BUT WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO!!! I mean common! I've been through enough...I think this sort of news is THE BEST thing for me to CLING to!!!)

Only 12ish more hours until we are UNDER 40 days till his homecoming!!!

BE STILL MY HEART! <3

5 Days ... 40 Days

Okay...Have you ever been SO bored at work that you start cutting your arm hair with scissors just to pass time?!

HAHAHAHA....Oh, even when I read what I wrote up there I question my sanity....Anyway....I have been sitting here for the last half an hour cutting my blond, short arm hair with tiny scissors...Why?! Because my last day of work with this company is this coming Friday...and my job entails LEARNING more about my software...and teaching it and helping people with it when they call to ask questions....well the phone is silent...They wont schedule me to teach this last week because ther eis no point...and Why learn more when I am leaving....PLUS OMG GET THIS :

My sister and I don't get our profit sharing bonus on our final pay cheques....EVEN THOUGH....ok this is the kicker....The profit sharing is based on the last quarter, which were months Nov., Dec. and Jan.
Hmmm....did we work those months?....Yes....Did we make profit for the company?....HELL YES....And why don't we get the money for it? Because we are leaving 13 days before it get's PAID OUT!!! NOT EVEN 13 Days before the profit sharing quarter ended...NOPE....WE WORKED THE WHOLE THING!!! ALL THE DAYS....we are only leaving before it get's PAID OUT! OMG!!! WHAT THE HECK! So of course I'm going to sit here and cut my arm hair with scissors...Why would I bust my ass for this....The worst part is I loved my boss....she was great! but my sister NEEDs that money! She was promised so much and received NO profit sharing since she's been here...and I need that monay! I need school money! boy oh boy...I have never been so frustrated....my poor sister....BLAGH!

Anyway....only 5 days until this is over and done with....and only 40 days until Trevor comes home; It sounds better in days then in weeks....6 weeks left...:(

Anywho...Trevor is looking for a ring and a SUIT in Cyprus when they decompress....What a wonderful guy....you have to understand....he DOESN'T wear fancy clothes...EVER....it's jeans (or shorts) and a free swim t-shirt from his sponsors! hehehehe....and for some reason he is buying a suit...I asked him if it is for his brother's wedding this May...and he says, Oh I guess I could use it for that too....WHAT?!?!?! He's got something up his sleeve...but I don't know what it is! He just DOESN'T wear fancy clothes! Why is he buying a suit if it isn't directly for his brother's wedding!!??? What a goof! I Love that goof with all my heart....Can't wait until he's home...*sigh*

I say..."NO!"

Okay....this post will most likely seem completely TERRIBLE to most of you...but you have to understand my phobia...a real, true phobia....you must understand it to really feel this post...Here goes:

"Blood, It's in you to give."

Really?!? Is It? I could have sworn I NEEDED IT TO LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! YOU ALL SUCK!!!! IT MAKES NO SENSE!!! boo :(

Okay...I completely understand the need for blood to give to strangers who's lives are hanging on a limb, closer to dying every second because they need a blood transfusion....that's understandable and all if they need blood....because, yes....THEY NEED IT TO LIVE!!! Now, if someone who received a blood transfusion then woke up in their hospital bed after the procedure and turned the T.V. on to a commercial that was all sappy and made him/her want to cry because he/she feels so blessed to receive blood, but then BAM the end of the commercial hits him/her...."Blood, It's in you to give."

SHIT! I JUST RECEIVED THIS BLOOD SO I COULD LIVE!!! AND NOW THEY SAY IT'S IN ME TO GIVE?!?!?! GAH....THE TUG-OF-WAR YOU ARE PLAYING WITH MY SOUL!!!! TAKE IT BACK??? YOU WANT IT BACK???? WHY, OH WHY!!!!!!!??????

(Okay....I apologize for the rant....BUT DAMNIT, If I weren't so scared of needles I wouldn't be so turned off by that slogan!....maybe come up with something a little better...like "Blood 4 Life - Giving it to Live through it"...why not....it's catchy!")

Yay for donating blood!! Just not me...not until I get over my phobia...which I'm hoping to do soon so I can donate 100 times to finish my dad's goal, because he got stopped at 88 because of his mini heart attack....Go dad!!!

CHEAPOS!!!

Okay...I don't know who else has ran into this problem...but I NEED TO VENT!

You know those bingo cards...AND THE FREE SPACES??!?!?

(I LOVE the free spaces *Happy Dance*)

WELL WHAT BRILLIANT IDIOT decided to make those Free Spaces...the ones when you scratch them and underneath the scratchy stuff the paper is like the SAME COLOUR AS THE SCRATCHY STUFF!!! WHAT THE HELL!!! WAY TO TAKE AWAY MY FUN!!

I don't know about you....but I JOY in seeing the BRIGHT whitish paper underneath the COLOURFUL scratchy stuff!! I makes me feel adequate and that i did not waste my time to "scratch" away the scratchy stuff...ESPECIALLY the free space!!! I LOVE THE FREE SPACES!!!

That's my vent...I feel better already :D

A Piece of Advice...(Or an Excuse)...

SO....I have either a piece of advice or an excuse for all you out their...which ever way you look at it!

Here Goes:

DO NOT ever...in any circumstance...do ALL of your laundry at once...To the amatuer laundry lover this may seem kean...BUT don't fall into its lurring trap!! You will come to find...You will NOT have enough hangers in the house to hang all those freshly...WONDERFULLY SMELLING clothes!!! AAAHHHHH!!!! Do you know what that means my friends?!?!?! I means you are forced to now "Purge The Closet" GAH!

(And for all of you out there who are like me...You like to do laundry...and you are slightly Obsessive compulsive..."Purging The Closet" turns into "Purging the Dresser Drawers", "Purging The Dried out Pens", "Purging the Paperwork", and then the "purging" is followed with "dusting X" and you can only imagine what "dusting X" is followed with....YIKES!)

Anywho....if you are completely opposite of me...this can be a good excuse for you to let the laundry pile up...Just DON'T BE TEMPTED!!!

Those are my words of wisdom...Good night faithful readers...Until next time...

OMG HE E-MAILED...WE'RE OKAY!!

SO!!!....We fought...hard core...I was dieing inside knowing he was most likely...(knowing him inside and out)...that he was kicking himself, blaming himself, not sleeping and mulling everything over, probably thinking I was dumping him. I didn't hear from him for two days...and I found out by chance that the ONLY DAMN PHONE at the FOBS (they're ALL SHARING...omg cheap military asses!)...IS BROKEN!! SO I thought he was just mad or something...or avoiding me...but in his e-mail he said he was thinking about everything...said I have taken a lot of shit from him since he's been gone...that if he were in my place he would have left him a long time ago! and that he can't even start to explain how much and why he loves me...he just really really does....HE LOVES ME...OMG...HE LOVES ME...I mean....I knew he loved me...we talk about our wedding plans all the time...BUT HE'S COMING HOME TO ME...AND SOON....ONLY 1 MONTH 1 WEEK and 5 DAYS!!!
OMG...I am more relieved than I can explain to anyone!! I CRIED ALMOST AS MUCH AS WHEN HE SIGND OFF LINE AFTER OUR FIGHT@!!!. I forgot to say in the last post...The flowers Trevor sent me came only ONE HALF HOUR after he signed offline...and when I opened the door I actually just stared at the delivery man...then sat down on the tiles at the front door and cried like I've never cried before...the POOR POOR delivery man!!! he put the flowers down on the ground...said Stay strong...and closed the door...oy!! Please let this last bit go by fast!!

SO I know I can't be mad anymore...but BLAH!!

So....Trevor and I got into a fight today on the phone...after not hearing his voice for 2 1/2 weeks...so then he logs onto msn where we fight more...and then he signs on later in the afternoon and we fight more. Then not even half an hour after our last fight....the doorbell rings and these show up...With a card that reads...

I Love You : Love from Afghanistan

I'm not getting into details....But wow....he knew about my love of pure white lillies....and the red roses with them are such an INCREDIBLY STUNNING contrast...Ive never had more beautiful flowers (P.S. these are the first flowers he's ever gotten me...we've been together for 6 1/2 months)

Big Arms & Tattoos

Ah...Such are the MASSIVE *Pun INtended* perks of having a military man.

Yes...it is true, the military men actually DO do all those push-ups you see in the movies. And that makes for boyfriends/finacees with REALLY big yummy squishy strong manly arms....mmmmm (This post is a tribute to Navan's blog :D)

And my man made his incredibly GORGEOUS bulging arms even more breath-taking, by having a tribal tattoo created all the way down the back of his left arm!! And he is having it mirrored on his right arm when he gets home for the Sandbox. Here it is ladies....MMMMM :

Something to Consider...

I'm not ready to blog about my retarded surgery day yet...so Here's something for you to consider :

I don't like the idea that people can call you in your car. I think there's news you shouldn't get at 100 km per hour. "Pregnant? f*(@$*!!"

But if we're gonna have car phones I think we should have car answering machines...."Tom's at home right now. But as soon as he goes out, he'll get back to you."

OUCH ... and YAY!

OUCH....The surgery is done...It hurts WWWAAYYY more than I thought....but THEY'RE GONE!!! FOREVER!!! I will post more when I am not hopped up on drugs :D Oh wonderful drugs...

Lots happened today....I missed Trevor's call...things happened in reprecussion to that....lots pre-op....lots post-op....I will explain another time :D

Later oh Faithful Readers....Time for me to pass-out into never never land!

3 Months...And Recovery

So....Where has the time gone....AND...Why has time gone so slow?!

yes I know those are two completely opposite sentences...and no, I'm not slow...That is how I feel...As of tomorrow morning, Trevor has been gone to the Sandbox for 3 MONTHS!!

Holy SH*T....Pardon my French....but I can't believe I've made it this far without sleeping the whole time!!! And I think....where has the time gone?!!?! but then I think back on all the "bad days" I had...and realized...It's been horrifyingly slow...BLAH!!

Only 1 Month 3 Weeks and 3 Days left...*shoot me*

And tomorrow...Is My TONSILLECTOMY....WOOHOOO NO MORE SICKY SICKY ME!!! Only 16 MORE HOURS UNTIL BYEBYE TONSILS!!! I can't eat or drink anything tonight until my surgery...and I will be eating ICE CREAM UNTIL THE END OF NEXT WEEK....WOOHOO!!!! No Pain, No Gain!! BRING IT ON!! ice cream makes it all better!!!

P.S. I haven't heard Trevor's voice in over a week and a half...I am starting to be sick *puke*

SO Sore...Ouch (And Ironic Much?! CRAP)

So....Last night was the first Water Polo practice of the season...and man...I now know the consequences of not playing it for about 8 months!!

I kicked some major Ass...but boy am I paying for it! My pecks are going to friggin explode!! IT even hurts to TYPE!!! My legs are fine...I've been keeping them in shape by running on the treadmill...And I wasn't tired from the practice last night...I am just UBER UBER sore!! I am so looking forward to getting my triceps and pecks and back toned up again!! WOOHOO!!

AND....IT'S WATERPOLO....I MISSED IT SO BAD!!! OH I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SPORT...and missed it terribly...AND it felt SO good to go an ENTIRE night not thinking avout Trevor...WOW!

BUT....Guess what....I can't get away THAT scott free...for some reason I'm not allowed to have a "Trevor thoughts" free night...Guess what my Coach's name is?!?! Yup...you guessed it...Trevor....SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!
Now I hear his name being yelled from in front of me....behind me...beside me...in the water...out of the water...CRAP! And when my cousins (who play too) talk about WATER POLO the rest of the night at coffee...All I hear is the name Trevor....blah! Shoot me!

Too bad I get my tonsils out tomorrow....I will be missing THREE practices because of it :( BOO!

A Challenge

Okay...I never thought I'd see the day when I hate to shave my legs...I'll admit...I'm the type of girl who loves to have clean, smooth, sexy, silky legs for my man (and even NOT for him...but for me!)
BUT....Ever since I've been banned from having ANYTHING Natural (Term: Salicylates) TOUCH my skin...(literally...I can't even touch herbs or lemon plants) I HATE SHAVING MY DAMN LEGS...

And Do you know what the difference between running on the treadmill at home and going to Water polo practice is??? I'll give you a hint...You have to shave your legs for one of them!

That's right...it's the first Water Polo practice of the season!!! WOOHOOO I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR OVER 8 MONTHS NOW!!

But....My challenge is to all of you out there....CAN ANYONE find a decent Woman's OR EVEN MEN's NON-DISPOSABLE razor that does NOT have an aloe vera strip on it??? EVEN MEN'S have them FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!
I have to use these BIC, disposable razors, that cut me into ground beef and leave me with rashes!! UGH!!! AND THEY ARE SO HARD TO CLEAN OUT!!! GROSSSSS....I know that is too much info...but common...WHY?!?! I want a good razor so I can start loving my legs again!!

Thanks...Keep me posted on the results :):):)

BOY I'M GOOD

OKAY SO....after the Sh*tty A** news today, I had to find a way to cheer myself up...I'm not a big fan of pitty parties for me...since techincally I already have it better off than most military spouses....ANYWHO....So Guess what happens today....

I FIGURED OUT MY LIFE PLANS AND I REGISTERED FOR THE PERFECT DIPLOMA/DEGREE FOR ME!!!!!

Wow....I don't know how many of you know....but I have been struggling (pretty silently) about not knowing what I want to do in life. I have been extremely upset LATELY, because I found out my Dad's work won't pay my 12 grand towards tuition if I am married....There goes plans for our Fall wedding....BUT I slowly got over it...left my pity party...CRASHED THE DOORS DOWN ON THE WAY OUT AND APPLIED FOR COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY!!! WOOT WOOT!!!

What for, you may ask?? Well....those of you who know me WELL will realize the FULL POTENTIAL OF THIS...I registered for:

A 2 year diploma at college for ECD (Early Childhood Development)

then:

An added 2 year university degree for Early Childhood Education!!

I AM GOING TO DIE I AM SO EXCITED!!! I start THIS FALL!!! September...WOW I MISSED SCHOOL SO BAD!!! WWOOOHOOOO LIFE HERE I COME!!!! WOW WHAT A LIFE CHANGER...I AM SO FRIGGIN ECSTATIC!!!

Baby...I know you don't know this yet...since communication has been slim to none lately with your Ops...but when you get back to the fob...YOU'LL KNOW....I LOVE YOU TREVOR <3>

Down...Down for the count...

Okay...So as I said in my previous post, Trevor and I have dealt with a lot of dropped hopes....Well....Why am I surprised that it happened again?!?!

Guess who logged onto Msn this afternoon?? TREVOR...MY BABY!!
Guess who logged off randomly as well....only half an hour later??? Trevor :(....and who only answered like 5 questions...we talked about pretty much NOTHING...NO CONTENT...Molasses answers...Boo :(

But guess what Trevor tells me on msn?....The rumours he has been hearing is that his troop wont be home until...the 7th, LATEST....oh...wait...hahaha....did I forget to mention that that is the 7th OF MARCH WE ARE TALKING ABOUT!!! FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE

okay....no swearing...I'm past upset...I can't be mad at something that's not controlable...but I can feel....and What I feel...
Please Just Shoot ME now...just do it please..
I want to curl up in my warm bed and just cry....just just let me cry....until he comes home...please...

And down go the hopes again....Thanks to The CF...You guys Rock! *rolleyes*

HALLELUJAH RUMOURS / SURGERY!!!

Okay...so that title is somehow SO AWESOME and so friggin srcastic at the same time....

Without going into too much detail...I will tell you that Trevor and I have ran into times when F**$#&@ Military rumours have killed us...get your hopes up...down...up....down....DDDOOWWWWNNN... t i DOUBLE GGGRRRRRRRRRR!!!! BUT...In this instance....I WANT TO KNOW....Trevor e-mailed me a few days ago mentioning that there are rumours flying around about his due date to be back home in Canada, but that he doesn't want to tell me because he does't want me to get my hopes up (Good man :)) BUT....I WANT TO KNOW....because I have been chatting with some other military wives with Hubbys due back home in Feb...and they are saying they all will be home between Feb 12-16th!!! OMG I WOULD FAINT IF HE WAS HOME THAT EARLY!!!! THAT WOULD MEAN JUST>>>JUST over a month until he is home!!! HOLY HOLY HOLY HOLY HOLY HOLY!!!! But...

AND....AND.....IN ONLY 5 MORE DAYS....I GET THE "Bain of My Exsistence" removed....WOOHOOO.....BYE BYE STUPID TONSILS....GOOD RIDDANCE!!!! Well....you might need background info on this one....I have had TONSILLITIS 10 TIMES within the span of ONE year!!! And I had to wait a month to see a specialist...JUST FOR HIM TO SAY NO to putting me on the surgery list....ARSEHOLE!!! UGH....My mom and I almost throttled him!!! ANywho....to say the least....I came down with Tonsillitis about 2 more times within the next two months...so this doctor had to EAT HIS WORDS....and I got put on the list...So....I got bumped up the list just recently...got phoned and told I would be getting them out on the 12th of JAN....WOOHOOO.....A WEEK OFF OF WORK....HERE WE COME....NO MORE SICKY SICKY ME!!!! WOOT WOOT!!!

I hope I hear from Trevor soon....it's been 6 days :(

HUGS!!!

6 Months...Let me count the days...

WOOHOO!!! Trevor and I have officially been together for half a year! LOL! 6 MONTHS And going strong!!!

But...Just for pessimism sake...let me count the days for you...

Trevor and I have been "together" for :

in Months - 6
in Weeks - 26 1/2
in Days - 184

But Trevor and I have only actually been in the same city/country as each other for :

in Months - 2 1/2
in Weeks - 11
in Days - 77

So in fractions of time this is what it turns out to be....Trevor and I have only BEEN Together for :

in Months : 2 1/2 of 6
in Weeks - 11 of 26 1/2
in Days - 77 of 184

So...Wow...Wonderful *rolleyes*....lol.....BUT HE CALLED LAST NIGHT at 1AM and we talked for like 20 minutes!! WOW....BE STILL MY HEART....I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN!!! I swear, if I hear him say "I Love You" one more time I am going to faint....
(He has a sexy voice too *giddy dance*!!)

BY THE WAY!!! This is how "long" we have left until Trevor comes home...
(Not for sure...but a good guess...)

In Months - 2 (He's been gone 2 3/4)
In Weeks - 8 (He's been gone 11 1/2)
In Days - 57 (He's been gone 82)

WOOT WOOT!!! It Seems Like It's TOMORROW!!! I LOVE YOU BABY!!!<3