Yesterday was Trivia Tuesday. The bootcamp facebook page puts it on and hundreds of people participate and try to be the one winner of the day. I think winning is a combination of luck and fast typing. Well yesterday I apparantly had both and I was the first to answer AND I was correct. Let me give you a rundown of how it happened:
Monday night they made a post that said they would give a hint before the trivia question so I was excited. So excited I slept in until 10:50 am. When I woke up I had forgotten about Trivia Tuesday! I went down to the basement and put some laundry in and then came back upstairs, got a water and looked at the clock which said 11:00 am. “OMG! Trivia Tuesday”! I shouted. I ran upstairs at the speed of light, grabbed my computer and turned it on and put it at my dad’s desk. The clock on my computer said 11:00 I thought oh no, I missed it! I went to the facebook page but only the hint had been posted. It said “Have Faith”. So I went to the chapel page and it has a couple paragraphs and a list of the services they offer. I decided to count them: 13. I went back to the facebook page and the question was up it said: How Many Religious services are offered here at RTC? I knew the answer! I typed 13 and enter as fast as I could. BAM I was FIRST!!!!! OMG! All the girls from 939 were messaging me: I think you got it, OMG! After a grueling 5 minute wait RTC posted the above and I answered them 939 please!!!!!!!!!
A few hours later the most wonderful division photo was posted and there was my John front and center with a huge grin on his face! This was such a great gift and the fact that it was a gift to many, many other people wanting to see their guys too was glorious!!! Icing on the cake was they posted the reaction of the division when they found out whose loved one had won. Apparantly they all broke out in laughter and applause. They thanked John out lous before and after the photo and John couldn't stop smiling!!! How amazing it was to know that I put that smile on my husbands face! Ahhh and since then I have been basking in the glow of that handsome face :)
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
How I met my Sailor
Well when I met my Sailor he was not actually a Sailor. Before John joined the Navy we had a different life. He moved to Massachusetts in 2006 and began working at a special needs residence for adolescents with autism. Meanwhile I was finishing up my psychology bachelor's degree and found out about the program through a friend who worked at a different residence in the company. I applied and went in for an interview. At the interview was the first time I saw John. He came in with a kid to get a reward for that kid. I remember thinking that he was cute (and a little dorky). On the first day of the job (July 2007) I got to the house to wait for the kids to get home from school but the door was locked. Since I didn't have my keys yet I was left to wait for the next person to arrive. Just my luck it was a nice co-worker who just weeks earlier I had seen a glimpse of at my interview. John and I became friends over the next few months along with a few other co-workers but nothing more as we were both in relationships at the time.
My relationship ended in September and I knew I liked John. It was a feeling I had never experienced. I felt as though before we parted ways that I had to tell him how I felt about him. I had never felt that feeling that it was important for me to do this. Luckily it never came to that. His relationship ended a month or so after mine (John was relieved it had ended as it was not working out). January 3rd 2008 will be a day I remember forever. A few co-workers had decided to get together in John's city and then go over his apartment. We flirted a lot that night and somehow we managed to get ourselves alone. We sat on his futon and were flirtingly playing with our hands and John told me he had a crush on me! I was thrilled and told him that I did too. He said he wanted to take things slow which I was fine with but a minute later, he kissed me!! We had such an amazing connection and I remember when I told one of my friends she said. OMG, you're gonna marry him! I thought it was a funny thing to say but she ended up being right. 5 months into our relationship I moved in with him. About a year after that he proposed and a little more than a year after on May 1, 2010 we were husband and wife!
All of this happened of course before the military was a part of our lives. I already wrote how it became a part f our lives so I won't bore you again! All I can say is that I'm very happy with how our lives are going!
My relationship ended in September and I knew I liked John. It was a feeling I had never experienced. I felt as though before we parted ways that I had to tell him how I felt about him. I had never felt that feeling that it was important for me to do this. Luckily it never came to that. His relationship ended a month or so after mine (John was relieved it had ended as it was not working out). January 3rd 2008 will be a day I remember forever. A few co-workers had decided to get together in John's city and then go over his apartment. We flirted a lot that night and somehow we managed to get ourselves alone. We sat on his futon and were flirtingly playing with our hands and John told me he had a crush on me! I was thrilled and told him that I did too. He said he wanted to take things slow which I was fine with but a minute later, he kissed me!! We had such an amazing connection and I remember when I told one of my friends she said. OMG, you're gonna marry him! I thought it was a funny thing to say but she ended up being right. 5 months into our relationship I moved in with him. About a year after that he proposed and a little more than a year after on May 1, 2010 we were husband and wife!
All of this happened of course before the military was a part of our lives. I already wrote how it became a part f our lives so I won't bore you again! All I can say is that I'm very happy with how our lives are going!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Navigation Introduction
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Sounds like a mix between Santa and a Drunken Sailor. This is your navigator typing. Let me see, what should you know before entering into this blog? Well, let's start with the reason I am writing. My Husband left for Navy boot camp on June 15th and documenting the next 5 years of Navy life seems like a good plan. I am pretty positive that there are thousands of other Navy Wives doing the same thing but each of us is different in our own special way. For instance my husband and I are entering into this life about 8 years after the average Sailor. Not saying there is no one else in a similar position. I know of at least one other guy in his Division that is his age as well which was actually a great relief! I truly though he would be the sole 27 year old among 80, 18 year olds. While that isn't too far from the truth, it's comforting that he's not alone.
So far I have received a box of clothes, a form letter with his address and PIR (graduation) date, My dependant paperwork, 3 personal letters and 1 phone call! After typing that out it seems like a lot but keep in mind this was spread over the past 5 weeks, with only 1 phone call! How odd it has been to go from seeing and talking and hugging and kissing my love to the tiniest bit of contact I could imagine living off of. Honestly I couldn't imagine living like this and don't know how I am. I must say though I am doing remarkably better than I imagined I would! I guess sometimes it takes a big life change to help see yourself better.
I never believed I could handle something like this. I never believed I would allow myself into a situation where I had a husband that was in the military. I never believed that I would be okay with it and for my own selfish reasons I thought this. I thought that I could just choose not to be in this position and guess what, I had a choice. My husband and I got married before the thought of military even entered our lives. We came to this decision together. My husband knew how I felt about the military. After trying to become a police officer to no avail my husband felt like he was at a dead end. He could have become a police officer in New York City but it wasn't what he wanted. He was so unhappy in his previous job and wanted to do something meaningful. I don't even remember how he brought it up to me but I do remember how we both were surprised when I didn't flip out.
We went through many discussions first just between us and then opening up the discussion with our families. The original plan was to be in the Air Force Reserves but after some talking with my in-laws, we decided it might be worth it to look into active guard. The only problem was I am a girl of the sea. I grew up living 1/4 mile from the ocean and I never want that to change. This switched our plans from Air Force to Navy if he was to do Active Guard. I had some extended family members who are life long Navy folk so we made plans to visit and chat. Following that visit and after careful consideration we decided it was the best choice for us and our future children.
My Husband spent 8 months in DEPS (Delayed Entry Program) making regular visits to the recruiting station every week for meetings. It felt like so far away and then it just snuck up on us in the last few months. All of a sudden it was June 15th, the day we had been waiting for and dreading all in the same. After a few hours with him at the processing station and watching him get sworn in, it was 11:15 am: time to say goodbye. I gave him a hug and kiss and said goodbye with tears in my eyes as I left the building. We exchanged a few texts before he got on the plane and once he landed I received a few more texts and a phone call. At 10:30 pm that night I got his official call that lasted 25 seconds to tell me that he got there safe, I love you, goodbye.
And now here we are! Hubby is more than half way through boot camp with graduation in August and I'm doing well! Thank goodness it's summer and I have a ton of family and friends around! It's about that time of night when I write my daily letter to Navyman.
Fair winds and Following Seas....
So far I have received a box of clothes, a form letter with his address and PIR (graduation) date, My dependant paperwork, 3 personal letters and 1 phone call! After typing that out it seems like a lot but keep in mind this was spread over the past 5 weeks, with only 1 phone call! How odd it has been to go from seeing and talking and hugging and kissing my love to the tiniest bit of contact I could imagine living off of. Honestly I couldn't imagine living like this and don't know how I am. I must say though I am doing remarkably better than I imagined I would! I guess sometimes it takes a big life change to help see yourself better.
I never believed I could handle something like this. I never believed I would allow myself into a situation where I had a husband that was in the military. I never believed that I would be okay with it and for my own selfish reasons I thought this. I thought that I could just choose not to be in this position and guess what, I had a choice. My husband and I got married before the thought of military even entered our lives. We came to this decision together. My husband knew how I felt about the military. After trying to become a police officer to no avail my husband felt like he was at a dead end. He could have become a police officer in New York City but it wasn't what he wanted. He was so unhappy in his previous job and wanted to do something meaningful. I don't even remember how he brought it up to me but I do remember how we both were surprised when I didn't flip out.
We went through many discussions first just between us and then opening up the discussion with our families. The original plan was to be in the Air Force Reserves but after some talking with my in-laws, we decided it might be worth it to look into active guard. The only problem was I am a girl of the sea. I grew up living 1/4 mile from the ocean and I never want that to change. This switched our plans from Air Force to Navy if he was to do Active Guard. I had some extended family members who are life long Navy folk so we made plans to visit and chat. Following that visit and after careful consideration we decided it was the best choice for us and our future children.
My Husband spent 8 months in DEPS (Delayed Entry Program) making regular visits to the recruiting station every week for meetings. It felt like so far away and then it just snuck up on us in the last few months. All of a sudden it was June 15th, the day we had been waiting for and dreading all in the same. After a few hours with him at the processing station and watching him get sworn in, it was 11:15 am: time to say goodbye. I gave him a hug and kiss and said goodbye with tears in my eyes as I left the building. We exchanged a few texts before he got on the plane and once he landed I received a few more texts and a phone call. At 10:30 pm that night I got his official call that lasted 25 seconds to tell me that he got there safe, I love you, goodbye.
And now here we are! Hubby is more than half way through boot camp with graduation in August and I'm doing well! Thank goodness it's summer and I have a ton of family and friends around! It's about that time of night when I write my daily letter to Navyman.
Fair winds and Following Seas....
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