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I’m up and YES I’m doing a survey. July 25, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — HeartBlogger @ 12:38 p.07.

Does the last person you held hands with, mean a lot?
Yes, he means everything to me.

Do you regret dating anyone you dated?
Yeah, because it got awkward right away and I should have seen it coming.

Could you go a day without eating?
A day, yeah probably…more than that? NO WAY

Who was your best *play-mate* ever?
My twin sister :-) she always wanted to play the same games I did and even though we might’ve fought about stuff, we were back to best friends 10 minutes later

Who was your worst?
Heather Mitchell…childhood friend…she literally used the line “It’s my house, we get to play what I want to play” when we were visiting her, and “I”m the guest, I get to choose what we play,” when she was over at our house. Now she’s a big loser too, still living in Vermont in the same town we all grew up in. (Probably a pot head still too, just like her ho-bag mother.)

What is your biggest pet peeve?
Hipocrits…especially the Bible-thumping people who preach and preach about God and religion and then go back and commit sins like it’s their job. Don’t tell me what I should be thinking or what is right or wrong…I’m a “BIG GIRL” and I don’t believe God is a judgmental as you all seem to make it Him out to be.

Who was the last person in your bedroom?
My handsome boyfriend.
Were you happy when you woke up today?
Yeah, but I didn’t sleep so great last night again…

Are you missing someone?
Always…

What is your myspace song?
“Photographs and Memories” by Jason Reeves

Where was your default picture taken?
In Chris’s car on our way to either Georgia or the Outer Banks on holiday…I love my man!
What color shirt are you wearing?
black Bad Company t-shirt

Do you need to say anything to anyone right now?
to my aunt…that I’m sorry I haven’t called her back yet but I know she’s just going to poke and prod me about what I’m up to, in an effort to prove somehow that I made a bad decision about moving to Georgia to be with Chris… argh!

Are you ticklish?
Yes

Are you typically a jealous person?
No, not really.
Do you go to the bathroom with the door open or closed?
Depends on how rushed I am

Do you sing?
I do sing, but I can’t sing.

First thing you do when you wake up?
What time is it?

What’s on your bedroom floor right now?
clothes

Was your last kiss a mistake?
Never…it was a goodbye-kiss w/my boyfriend before he left for work this morning (at 5:30 a.m.). And he gave me a sweet kiss on my foot as it dangled off the side of the bed too. (so sweet)
Do you still talk to the last person you kissed?
All the time!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ever talked to someone that was drunk?
No. Never have I ever done. Ever.

Did you have a dream last night?
Yeah, that my contacts were all fucked up.

Do you trust people easily?
I think…

Are you easily scared by horror movies?
Yes :-) lol

Do you still turn to your parents for advice or comfort?
Yeah

Have you ever been in a difficult relationship?
I was in a relationship with a very immature guy…that’s difficult. Especially when he cheats on you just after your mother dies. Scum bag! Well, at least he’s still working at Old Navy and isn’t with the home-wrecker anymore. I hope he is miserable.

What was the last thing you argued about with your ex boyfriend/girlfriend?
Haha, whether or not I was going to the shooting range with him? But that wasn’t really an argument :-) we don’t really argue (yet?)

Do you think you’ll make a good parent?
I think I will, yes.

What were you doing at 9 this morning?
sleeping

Do you like to argue?
I enjoy discussing things

 

A New Beginning…in Georgia July 24, 2008

Filed under: Life, Love, Uncategorized — HeartBlogger @ 12:38 p.07.

I’ve been Georgia now for over two weeks. It’s dryer here than Florida — I can barely feel the humidity — and even though there isn’t a beach close by there is more of a breeze here than down in the Sunshine State. The land is vast, hilly and green — not a palm tree in sight (and I’m so thrilled about that).

C and I are living in a 2 bedroom/ 2 bath apartment about 10 minutes off base; it’s just far enough so we aren’t living in an area populated by a lot of other soldiers, but close enough so it’s not a long way to his work. We are smack dab in the middle of so much — Wal-mart, Target, grocery stores, drugs stores, Home Depot, a small shopping mall, and over a dozen restaurants. Makes it seem kind of cramped huh? Well, this town is vast — probably the size of 3 cities in South Florida put together. I really like that isn’t not built up though…no tall buildings, no crazy 6 lane roadways. There are small Mom-and-Pop places everywhere, local favorites, and a GoodWill. C tells me this area has it’s bad parts though (by bad I think he means “ghetto” areas), but so far it seems pretty alright. I really enjoy it here, it’s helping me slow down, relax and take some breathing time.

So far I haven’t been doing a whole lot — something I’m not too proud of. I mean, I’ve done a lot in terms of getting our place done and “taking care” of C and I: grocery shopping, errands, dry cleaning, cooking, etc. Basically, I’m playing “housewife” right now…something I don’t want to be doing yet, nor does C want me doing. He says, “I don’t want a housewife…I want you to have goals, be self-motivated, do something.” All of those things I am and am striving for — however, I’m also a procrastinator. C has been good about pushing me though, something I really value about him.

C pretty much works a long day…up at 5:30 a.m. and home by 4 p.m. I’m up with him, unintentionally, because I’m a light sleeper. I think it bothers C that he wakes me up, but I really don’t mind. Really, I feel bad that he feels bad, but I’m proud of him and want to be awake when he kisses me goodbye. He comes home tired and hungry but always greets me with a huge huge smile, a hug, and another kiss — I live for that moment. Every moment I get to spend with C is something I treasure…because I know the inevitability of him going back overseas to Iraq is imminent, and I don’t want to miss a moment with him. He’s everything to me…I live to see his smile and feel his arms around me. I love the way we are together — laughing, being silly, just spending time together. I feel horrible that I’m already thinking of him not being here, too. I try my best not to but sometimes it overcomes me…maybe that’s all from my own personal life experiences but I can’t help it. I miss him already and he’s not even gone yet.

Well, I’m going to go try and be productive. I’m on my 4th day of running in the A.M. and it’s giving me energy for the rest of my day. (But what do I do???) C is taking me out to eat tonight :-) so I’m psyched!

Later everyone,
K