Things That Go CRUNCH in the Night

One thing my yard does not lack are tiny little snails. They are all over the place! Every time I take my pups out I walk into the yard and each step I'm bound to hear a little crunch or a pop. These teeny snails have shells the size of a pea and they crawl all over the grass and, at night, on the sidewalk as well. It's gross. I don't mind them, I mind the fact that I'm smooshing them! Am I the only person who feels guilty when they kill a bug?

On another note not related to snails and bugs: we are two weeks into our deployment! Two down, eight more to go! I know that sounds like a lot, but time is flying. Before I know it'll be three weeks down, then four, then only a month and half left. There's still so much to do before Matt gets home: finish painting the living room, decided I want to paint the hallway, hang up my hooks in the kitchen so I can hang up my aprons and make it look a little more homey, decorate for halloween, finish Scuttle's shots so I can potty train her for real, and finish ordering the gosh darn wedding albums! I'm almost a year into my marriage and still have not ordered those suckers! It's so hard to choose 65 photos out of a million that I want to showcase! And I have to pick 12 of the Magic Kingdom photo session for the Bridal Portrait Album...I can't pick just 12!

Anyway, Matt is doing fine. He says the ship is much like Ground Hog Day..wake up and do the same thing over and over again. He's been working out a lot which he is proud of. We get to email every day (well I email him a few times a day and I usually hear from him by bed time) so I feel like we are caught up in each other's lives, at least. I had a sad morning today...I was sitting in my living room watching my dogs play and watching Golden Girls while drinking a small cup of coffee and just thought, "how wonderful would it be if Matt were here sharing this morning with me?"  It's been forever, it feels, since we have laughed out loud together. It's not the same chuckling to yourself while typing something funny in an email. And it is not the same when you get a delayed response hours later with the person chuckling back.  But, it'll have to do for now.  I just can't wait for him to come home.

Scuttle is now officially taller than Petrie! She is still light as feather, but she's got gangly legs and giving Petrie a run for his money! She is definitely a trouble maker but her cuteness makes it a little more tolerable! She has gotten a little bit better about chewing on the legs of my furniture. I haven't seen her do it in a while, but, I don't want to speak too soon. Watch, I'll come downstairs in the morning to find a missing leg on my end table! She's already torn her bed to shreds, so she is stuck with old t-shirts to lay on in her crate until she can prove to me she won't have me waste money on another doomed doggie bed.

Well, it's time to go crunch on some more snails while I walk these dogs. Crunch, crunch! Good night!

Typhoon Bolaven

This is a little something I typed last night (I was upstairs at the time and not connected to the internet):

It's late Sunday evening (well..if you consider 10:30 late) and the storm is officially here. The eye  of the typhoon is over this tiny island doing it's work. For once, I am grateful for the cold layout of the housing which is completely concrete and nothing to write home about. Things feel safe and sturdy.  It's funny: Matt leaves and the sky is literally falling.  The electronics act up and now the worst typhoon in 13 years is hitting us. Just me and the dogs.  This weekend has been alright, though.  I find myself counting my blessings a lot. I am so thankful for my little family and I can truly say I am happy. Yea, my husband is gone a few months at a time here and there, and that will always suck…but he comes back to me to pick up where we left off. I can huff and puff all I want about how deployments seem unfair when the military moves the whole family here (I've heard multiple wives complain how it's a cruel joke) but it's WHY they are in the military. It's their job: to do what they can to prevent future harm to our country and to help other countries in need of assistance. So the rest of the states can sleep easier at night knowing they/we are guarded.  I'm proud that my hubby takes his job seriously and with pride and determination. He doesn't resent the Marines one bit.  Sure, he will miss me, but, that comes with the territory. Right? 

So anyway, back to the sky falling (the typhoon)…it's super windy right now and I'm stumped how to let my older dog know its okay to pee on the pad I left in my bathroom. I'm not trying to risk him flying away if I take him outside! lol (we are ordered to stay inside anyway, since we are in TCCOR 1E : Emergency). I have a feeling sleep won't come easy tonight. *sigh. 

Lately, I'm still feeling tired.  Tired and blah. I'm not depressed or anything, especially since I have been lucky enough to hear from Matt a few times since he's left! But my body just feels tired and I feel run down. My throat feels like I'm about to come on with a cold.  I'm drinking plenty of fluids and trying to not over-do things. I'm probably stressed and don't realize it and it's deciding to teach me a lesson.  

Here's hoping to sunshine tomorrow and hopefully a trip to the beach this week with a fellow MEU wife friend! We could definitely use the sunshine and some fun time for US and just get out of the house! I have chores and errands to run, so if the rain could be done with after tonight, I'd really appreciate it. You listening, Typhoon Bolaven?! 

Now, it's almost noon on Monday and though it sounds windy and loud outside, we are officially in TCCOR-1R (recovery). That means we still have to stay inside but workers can go out around the island assessing damages and cleaning up branches and tending to power lines.  Hopefully we can get this show on the road because I would like to be able to take my doggie outside to pee instead of him having "accidents" inside. Poor guy. 

I moved Petrie and I back downstairs last night after the storm got super loud and a little scary.  The three of us (P, Scuttle and I) had a little slumber party. Well, they slumbered. I tossed and turned (this couch is not the most comfortable).  The doggies have been extra cuddly and sleepy this morning, which is a first for Scuttle! I can't believe it's almost noon and she has only gotten up once to use the pee pad! 

Ok it's time to start thinking about lunch. I hope I get an email from Matt soon :)  I like knowing that's he's alright and hangin' in there! I can't wait for him to come home to our little family! 

xoxo