Farewell

       I have entitled today's blog as "Farewell" for a couple reasons. First, the world lost a wonderful, inspiring man this month. Bryan's grandfather passed away last week, and we were blessed enough to get the weekend off to be able to venture over to Florida for the service and to spend some time with family. It was great seeing everyone, we just wish it was under other circumstances. We know he's in a better place, but we sure will miss him.
       A second "farewell" will be to our winter down here...at least hopefully. It has been in the mid 70s lately and has been staying warm through the night. Which means that I'll be trying to nurse my yard back to a somewhat green, rather than dead brown. I even went out yesterday and spent more than I'm willing to admit on flowers, or replacing flowers that didn't survive our freeze from last year. I even decided to try out flower seeds this year. I can't believe how quick they popped up. This is just from last week!

I'll keep you posted on whether this turns out to be a bed of weeds, or if they keep their promise as to be a wonderful, fragrant, butterfly and hummingbird mix.
              The third "farewell" is dedicated to the month of February. Granted it's not over yet, but I am leaving on Saturday to visit my sister-in-laws, brother-in-law, and my neice Elaina for a week, and by the time I get home, it will be March. Since February is almost over, that means we have only 2 more months until Drop Night (for those who don't know what Drop Night is, refer to some of my last posts). Therefore I am under a constant state of horror and panic, and have popping Tums/Advil like candy. Also, it means that school will be having Spring Break, and I will be then visiting my parents in Florida for their vacation. This also brings us closer to April, my birthday, when I will be turning the dreaded 25! I don't know why, but turning 25 is really getting me all worked up. Turning a quarter of a century old, gosh I feel like I was just turning 18 yesterday. The funny this is, is that when I was younger I kept telling everyone that by 25, I wanted to be married (check), have a job (part check, domestic engineer counts!) and have a baby (not checked!) I feel that my life is flying by, and I just hope that I'm making the most of it. While at Grandpa's funeral there were poster boards displaying events from his life. I couldn't help but smile and be envious of everything that he experienced. I just hope that when it's my time to go, I have someone who looks at my pictures and thinks the same thing.
          It was amazing seeing everyone this last weekend, and I hope you all had a great February. Please remember, that Bryan is graduating on May 20, and everyone is invited.


                 I miss and love you all,  and "Farewell",

                                                        E.

We finally were able to be meet our Goddaughter!! Meet Elaina. Please disregard the fact that I just woke up, and I look a monster. Or the fact that she is crying. I promise she really does like us most of the time.

It's February Already?

       Really? Did I seriously just blink through January? I keep having to remind myself that it is in fact Feb, and by the lack of blogs, you can guess that I have been busy. However, if this year keeps going as quickly as it has been going, I'm going to be 25 before I know it!
   What you may ask has been keeping me away from updating you all on our lives you may ask. Well, first, I have been trying to get some subbing in, about 3 days a week, to bring in some extra income. Military is very generous to it's officers, however, they didn't know about us wives who enjoy the finer things that Del Rio doesn't offer, that online shopping does. (oops!) Also, I am making a couple trips these next couple weeks. 1st at the end of this month, I am so excited to be visiting my Godchild in Ohio...I suppose I'm excited about seeing the sister-in-laws too, but baby Elaina is my reason for venturing back up into the great white wonder of Ohio. Then at the end of March, I am going down to Ft. Myers to spend some quality, relaxation time with my parents. It could not have come at a more perfect time because Bryan will be finding out our next location at the beginning of May, and I am already a nervous wreck for this now! Some of you may be concerned of when Bryan gets to have a mini vacation, since I've been hogging all the trips. Well, as it would have it, he had a cross country flight he and his co-pilot had to do last Wednesday to Shreveport, LA. They were supposed to fly there, spend the night, and fly back on Thursday. However, Mother Nature had other plans, and he was snowed in until Sunday night. Yes, Shreveport is defiantly not as appealing as say, Ft. Myers, he WAS out of Del Rio. So it counts. Sorry. =)
      Also, as we have reached our 1 year, Bryan's 2 year mark, here in the Dirty Del, I have learned how to say "see ya later, good luck" to friends instead of "goodbye." It is defiantly not easy, but I am so excited to know that wherever this journey takes us, we are going to be having friends everywhere. For example. This last Friday on drop night (where you find out where your next assignment will be and where you will be moving) people found that they are moving anywhere from AZ, to Jersey, to Germany! I am definitely anticipating ours, but it's filled with anxiety and excitement. I am not one to enjoy having others plan mine (our) future...but I knew what I was marrying into.
     Finally, I participated in my 2nd quarterly CRUD tournament. What is CRUD? Well, it's hard to explain. I would say google it, it probably would do a better job of explaining it then me, but it deals with a pool table, two balls, and two teams. It's lots of fun, even though we lost. We sure looked good...

 These two are from last tournament, but you get an idea of how it's played...

There were 9 teams of about 5-7 ladies

I promise to do better, however, as ya'll know I will be gone. I'll do my best! I miss you all and hope you have a great February...even if it is moving at crazy rate.

                             <3 e.