Two weeks since my last post. And a boring two weeks it has been. I feel like I have done nothing but work and sleep. Time feels as though it is starting to slow down, which is exactly what I have feared since the begining of this deployment. I think the reason the days are begining to drag is because Tony will be coming home soon for his RR. Naturally, I am excited about that, which is why the days feel so much longer than they used to. I think someone, up above, find great joy in torturing me. Story of my life.
Aside from doing nothing but working and sleeping, I have gotten out of the house a couple of times to go roller skating with D. I couldn't pass that opportunity up. About eight years ago, roller skating was my absolute number one passion. I would go skating every Friday and Saturday night. I took lessons every week. My parents even went as far as getting me my very competition skates. However, I used to hang out with the wrong crowd and found myself constantly getting in trouble. My parents ended up pulling me out of skate club and made sure that I never went skating again on Friday and Saturday nights, in an attempt to get me on the right path in life. Unfortunately, it never worked. Changing my life around was something that I had to do on my own. I had to have the desire to do such a thing. And eventually I got older, wiser, and more mature. I realized that it was okay to be a leader instead of a follower. It took me a while to earn my parents' trust back, but I finally did it. I suppose I should get off this subject though and discuss my present life instead.
Last week I got four dozen roses from Tony along with a teddy bear the size of me. Don't believe me? See for yourself:
Aside from doing nothing but working and sleeping, I have gotten out of the house a couple of times to go roller skating with D. I couldn't pass that opportunity up. About eight years ago, roller skating was my absolute number one passion. I would go skating every Friday and Saturday night. I took lessons every week. My parents even went as far as getting me my very competition skates. However, I used to hang out with the wrong crowd and found myself constantly getting in trouble. My parents ended up pulling me out of skate club and made sure that I never went skating again on Friday and Saturday nights, in an attempt to get me on the right path in life. Unfortunately, it never worked. Changing my life around was something that I had to do on my own. I had to have the desire to do such a thing. And eventually I got older, wiser, and more mature. I realized that it was okay to be a leader instead of a follower. It took me a while to earn my parents' trust back, but I finally did it. I suppose I should get off this subject though and discuss my present life instead.
Last week I got four dozen roses from Tony along with a teddy bear the size of me. Don't believe me? See for yourself:
I told you so! I honestly did not have a clue as to what I was supposed to do with it. And I still don't. The only thing I could think of was to use him as a pillow. Although there really isn't much room now in my bed for me.
I guess I really don't have much else to talk about. Hopefully my next post will have something a bit more exciting. Sorry!
3 Comments:
At 5:33 AM,
Anonymous said…
Aww he is SUCH a nice guy. You snagged a good one (o:
At 3:54 AM,
Anonymous said…
I am sure you will know where this is coming from when you read it... but dick small isn't correct... I was lucky to have been snagged by you... I threw my hints out there time after time and you finally hung in there long enough... and your STILL hangin in there... keep it up baby, we'll make it through this... I know it!
At 11:22 AM,
Anonymous said…
Is that Tony? Hey, good job over there. We're believing and knowing you'll make it back safe. Thanks for serving!
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