Welcome to my life.
The life of a Marine's wife,
registered nurse,
dog owner,
wanna-be photographer,
and budding writer.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Millions of peaches, peaches for me

Millions of peaces, peaches for free

ASHLEY COMMANDING OFFICER.
...has like always, been extremely busy. I finished with one of my preceptors yesterday. She was awesome. It was nice to know that she thinks that I'll fit in just fine. She had nothing but good things to say and that made my heart smile. I won't lie, the crap that I was put through with my first ever preceptor (at another institution), made me wary of all preceptors. Basically, I was told I was stupid in not so many words. I doubted myself and because of that experience continue to do so, even when the preceptor I have now assures me that my knowledge base far exceeds everything she expected. It's comforting. It just goes to show you how important good preceptors and mentors are in your career and your life. I have about 4 weeks left on orientation if my clinical mentors don't let me off early. I work a shift with one of them next week.

Sunday, I had a blast. I woke up way too early in the morning to go to the Lexington County Peach Festival in the great big old town of Gilbert, SC with Sarah and Ryan. We had a grand 'ol time walking around taking it in and enjoying various peach flavored treats. My favorite was the peach slush.


After our peach festivities we went back to Sarah and Ryan's place for a 4th of July celebration. We swam for a bit in the subdivision pool and then went back to the house where Ryan grilled hot dogs and hamburgers. It was nice visiting with Ryan's family (his mom, dad, sister and nephew were there), they've always been super sweet to me. It was great having Mr. Dan around for a little while as well. Ms. Linda was of course hamming it up with Colin and Molly was sniffing everyone out. Here's a few shots of Colin and Brayden at the cook out. :)


All in all I couldn't have asked for a better 4th of July weekend. The only thing that I would have willingly changed is the fact that my husband is in Afghanistan instead of celebrating with his friends and family.

This morning I had about 20 billion errands to run including, buying dog food, sending off a care package and hoping over to Verizon to make sure they applied my hospital discount and to double check that I was grandfathered into the unlimited data plan for my iPhone. Luckily, I was...because I was about to get gnarly up in there.

I got home about noon and read a chapter for Harry Potter and did some chores, read a chapter, did some chores, read a chapter, did some chores....and so on. I love rereading these books, there is so much detail I missed the first 2308 times I read them. Good authors blow my mind. I wish I could write something. Perhaps another goal for later in life?

TOMATO, THE HUBS.
...has been away nearly two months. Nearly. Time was going by really fast for awhile there, now it just seems to have come to a screeching halt. I've learned the hard way that missing someone never gets easier. Everything is so strange without him here. Living at home with my parents is great an all, but it's so weird after you've built a life with someone else.

I find myself daydreaming about buying a house and settling down. Having a "normal" life. That dream comes to an end when I, again, realize that my husband is in the Marine Corps and they pretty much control almost all aspects of our life. Including but not limited to, where we live, when we buy a house, when we have children, vacations, family time, even our friends. In the Marines everything boils down to this order, it seems: Marine Corps, God and lastly family. I mean, yes, I complain but honestly, if it weren't for the Marine Corps we would not have the life we do. However, I think it's healthy to want to be with my husband more than four months a year.

I wouldn't trade my life. I just can't wait to start it, if that makes sense. It's kind of like living like a fish in a frozen pond. You stay the same, everyone around you changes. It's hard to not want that, it's hard to be patient. But, like my motto goes...there's nothin' to it, but to do it.

Tomato, is well. I just miss him. I know he misses me too. I just wish I could see his face. Just for a second, then...everything will be easy again. Right?

ZERO, THE DRAGON.
...is scheduled to have his manhood removed at 7 am on July the 19th. Now that it's scheduled I feel really bad about it. It's not like he's aggressive or mounting everything. I certainly don't think for one minute that he's going to "calm down" from the procedure. I'm only going through with it for his health. Please tell me to chill out. He's going to be okay.


30 DAY PHOTO CHALLENGE
Day 27
(yourself and a family member)
This is Mr. Dan, Ms. Linda and I. Sometimes we are epic. However, Ms. Linda ALWAYS has her eyes closed in every picture she's in, ever.



Song of the Day
Peaches by Presidents of the USA

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