So I haven't been posting lately because I have truly ran out of things to say. Nothing happens here anymore, I just go to work, come home, make dinner for Kyle, watch some TV, go to bed and start all over again. Who knows though, I start a new job a week from this coming Monday, so maybe my life with start to get a little bit more interesting. I did notice the other day that Brittney's Facebook has been sad faces, and filled with words that all relate to "home sick". Welcome to my world Brittney. Anyway, I got a little fired up the other day when "some people" decided to step on my toes, so I decided to tell Brittney about it. Once I was done getting angry, I just figured I would get all sentimental and tell her a little story about how the military and home sickness are like one in the same. Here is the message:
Okay, I'm getting pissed off, and unfortunately I do not like your friends. In the end though, it's your decision. Don't tell me you don't care either way, it's your fricking wedding, you make the damn decisions not them. I've already had my wedding, so I'm not some friggin' psyco trying to make this wedding my own... what do you want??????? (Woah, sounds like I'm going psyco too.) Anyway, please let me know and don't say you don't care. Want my opinion? I say leave them the way they are. I'm in Missouri so there is no way for me to know how much shorter they want them, plus I haven't gotten my dress yet so I don't even know if I'm going to have time for alterations. Once again though, don't let me influence your decision... please let me know though.
On a lighter note... well not really lighter note... just on another note... I went through the stage of home sickness that you're going through right now. It doesn't go away, you just kinda shove it to the back of your mind, and you forget about how bad it hurts. If I sit down for just a minute to think about mom or dad or grandma or how I can't even visit grandpa's grave once a week I start to go a little crazy, like a can't-breathe-because-you're-crying-so-hard kind of crazy. Make sure you want to deal with that before you go through with this wedding because being a military wife isn't easy. You have to deal with things like, not being able to be with your mom when she has to go through surgery and recovery. It's shitty. You'll only have Cameron to talk to about your issues, because even if you have a friend down there that's willing to listen to you, they can't really care about what your saying like mom or I could care. I'm just saying, marrying a military man comes with a lot of loneliness, but I would marry Kyle again tomorrow knowing what I know now. Anyway, I didn't mean to get all sad and mushy, I just wanted you to know that you're not the only one. You may be in Alaska, but don't forget, I'm in Missouri.
Choose wisely little grasshopper!
Jess
I just hope it helps her. I was in no way trying to sway her away from Cameron, actually, if anything I was reassuring her that the decision she is making is right. But anyway, I have no pictures because Kyle downloaded a lovely virus onto my computer which wiped out my entire hard drive. So, have a good night Michigan! -Jess
That's right, once again I am looking forward to Fridays. Now that I've got this new job, weekends are exciting. I like the new job, I think. I like it while I'm doing it at least, but as soon as I get off that phone I start thinking about how I don't like calling people and bothering them. Would you like an explanation of what I do everyday? Okay so, you know those magazines that hospitals get? The ones that sell scrubs and other medical supplies? Or what about the ones that schools get that sell heavy traffic area rugs or surplus school supplies? Even the ones that you may not be aware of, like the ones that get sent to police offices that sell things like hand cuffs and special shoes made just for the policemen and women. Do you realize how many schools, hospitals and other institutions there are in the U.S.? Quite a few. These companies don't have the time to get all of that mailing information, so that's where I come into play. We call these institutions and verify things such as name, address, phone number and administrative information. Then our sales company turns around and sells this information to these catalog companies. So there it is in a nutshell. So our 2 year anniversary was this past Monday, and Kyle surprised me with roses. 
The funny thing was, he got me a card that was meant to be given to a couple on their anniversary and not a card from husband to wife. It was the thought that counted anyway so I still loved it. So yesterday we decided we wanted Chinese for dinner so I went out to Warrensburg to pick it up. As I was pulling back into the garage Kyle just kind of looked at me with a "I know I'm going to be in trouble" type of grin on his face. "I got a boo-boo" he said. I told him I didn't even want to see it. Apparently he was doing a wheelie on his quad and he fell off the back and the tire caught on his leg. So here leg right after I put Triple Antibiotic on it. He's working on a buddies car right now, so he had me wrap it in plastic wrap and tape it to his leg so it wouldn't stick to his pants. He's absolutely insane. So anyway, I'm off to watch some Vampire Diaries. Goodnight! -Jess
