Week of Reviews - Part One

Oh my goodness, it feels like I have been absent from this blog world for ages! Things got really hectic for a while, but I am back in the game! 

Since so much has happened, I am just going to make this next week a "week of reviews" and then I'll be all caught up!

Mr. Marine and I celebrated out 3rd anniversary at the end of May and here's what (most) of the activities were...

Tickets to a Cards game at this beautiful stadium...

We sat in the seats right behind the cards dugout thanks to some amazing friends, and Fredbird was dancing on top of us :)

Can you say, "Amazing Seats" cause I got so spoiled I never want the cheap seats again!

Next activity was my trip to see Pat Green! I love country music, but Texas Country is a whole other thing...and yes people, there IS a difference!

The best thing, it was in a small venue (which Pat Green still plays even though he got huge!) which is another reason I love him :)

Here is the group that went...all but one are military boys! Three Marines and One Army...and the lovely ladies who support them!

Our 3rd anniversary...yay us!

We went out for sushi after, and just had a wasabi easting contest when this pic was snapped!

Mr. Marine and I have a tradition of renting a swanky hotel room for the night and acting like we don't have a care in the world..so we hung out by the pool, drank vodka/soda and relaxed...

I am one lucky lady :)

And after this amazing weekend, we both took our actual anniversary off from work and got massages. But before you get too envious...we then went shopping for paint, light bulbs and other fantastic items at Home Dep@t (now the envy has gone away, huh?)

"It hasn't always been easy, but is has always been worth it!"

Happy 3 years, and here's to many more!  

Our Pretty Little Love Song - How I Met Mr. Marine

I am having a really difficult time dealing with things today. I think my life is going out of control so I am going to blog about the man who keeps my heart happy in the most difficult times.

A few of y'all asked how Mr. Marine and I met, and if I knew he was "the One" right away. So here is my favorite love story that led me to my other half...

My family owned a cottage on an island off the coast of Georgia. I was there for a family reunion during the summer of '97. I was 16 and finally able to drive around with my older cousin. Her friend remembered partying at a guy's house the summer before and suggested we go try and find the house (and the guy). Well, at 11pm, we knocked on the door of a what we hoped was his home. Turns out, his parents were out of town and he had some other guys over. Well, I set my sights on Mr. Marine (who had GA frat boy hair and was not a Marine).

We hung out that week. We said we loved each other. We were 16/17 and in love. I told my mom, when I got back home, that I met the boy "I was going to marry." She laughed.

We kept in touch. I went to college in CA, he went to UGA. He dated. I dated. But we always said it felt like we were cheating on each other even though we weren't together.

He called me in college and told me he joined the Marine Corps, and I said, "I am proud of you. But we will never be together now. I will not be a military wife...especially not a Marine wife."

We lost touch. The war began and so did our random correspondence. I would email to see if he was in Iraq. He would email me to tell me he wasn't...yet.

I was very serious with my college boyfriend. But we were having problems. Mr. Marine said he wanted to see if we were still meant to be, before either of us settled down with other people. He, against my initial wishes, flew to Houston. I told him I was taken and he had lost his chance. He flew there anyway.

He came down the airport escalator and I knew he was "the One" just like I knew it 8 years earlier.

I ended my relationship. Mr. Marine ended his. He proposed 6 months later. We got married 6 months after that.

We are coming up on our 3 year anniversary. We have proven the doubters wrong. 

Many said it wasn't love, and he just wanted me because he couldn't have me...he still wants me!

Some said I'd never survive the Marine life...I am holding my own!

Truthfully, he is my soulmate. I knew it at 16 and I know it at 28.