Redbull and Perrier

That is what I require in order to drive 600 miles twice in 3 days. Insane, right?  But it was worth it. See, when I move into our house down in Georgia ( 8 more weeks- woo hoo!), I will live in a house off a dirt road. So, Mr. Sassy Pants decided that my BMW 328i would not work as well in the mud as he would like. So, he gave me his car and bought himself a truck. Win-win!

So, I packed up my son, and my dog Max (because who doesn't want a white dog to shed all over their black interior *rolleyes* ) and headed down to Georgia on Friday.

Here the two boys are napping together about hour 9. 

See that black spot on the very top center of Maxs head? Its his "kissing spot". ;-)

We had a great evening and then took my old car to its new owner on Saturday morning. It was hard to see my little Bimmer go. It was my moms, then mine. She bought it in Germany and we had both frequently opened that little car up on the Autobahn. I will miss it, but I do love, love, love my new car. 

My new X5. Isnt Mr. Sassy Pants just the best?

One of the things I'm most excited about? In Georgia you don't have a front license plate so I can put a cute monogrammed or UGA Bulldog tag on the front!  Check out 2 preppy girls for some really cute monogrammed tags! 

As for the Redbull and Perrier method of fueling for a long distance drive? I don't advise it. Its 11:40 and I am still wired. Heres hoping I get to sleep before the alarm goes off at 6:45 am. 

A parting shot of my old car. I loved that old girl. She was zippy and fun!

 I hope her new owner appreciates her as much as I did!

You might be from the south if...

The Easter Bunny hides eggs in the tread of your daddys dirty truck tire. 

You can ride a dirt bike through the mud at the age some kids 

are just taking off their bikes training wheels. 

Dirt on your face and sweat in your eyes is just all in a days work. 

You and your daddy have matching dirt bikes!

You enjoy having your own fruit and vegetable garden. 

And that garden must include watermelon.  

Sacrifices and being a military wife

The life of a military wife is tough. Its not for sissies. My husband, who is a Navy diver, and I have been married 10 years. And to be honest, we came thisclose to getting divorced this year. Thank God we were able to work things out. 


There are many things that make a military marriage difficult: 


 There are the obvious problems that come with being apart so often the fear and stress of having the love of your life constantly in danger,  the anger and resentment that comes with the realization that your husbands job and all that it demands must come first- if you planned on having a career you may find it stunted or killed altogether. For me this was the toughest part. Growing apart. Two people who spend more time apart than they spend together, may find when they do come back together that their goals and dreams have changed. This happened to my husband and I- it created animosity, resentment and all sorts of other emotions that slowly poisoned our marriage. Reconciling has taken some big compromises on both sides. 


But the darkest obstacle (and the one military wives rarely talk about as if we fear it will happen if we speak about it )is the fear you will be widowed. I've had many nightmares that my husband is killed, and in those nightmares I felt a terrible pain in the knowledge I would be spending the rest of my life alone, raising our son, without the love of my life.  I've been reading A Little Pink in a World of Camo which is the blog of a widowed Marine wife.  Originally, she was just blogging about the deployment of her husband to Afghanistan, but 2 weeks into that deployment her husband was killed. Reading her blog is heartbreaking, but it forces me to remember that I am so lucky to have my husband, and that out there in the world are many women who would love the opportunity to be angry at her husband, to hold him again, to even have the opportunity to grow apart. Reading her blog makes me appreciate my own position. The blog is truly inspiring and heartbreaking, and Mrs. P is a brave woman to share this time with us. 


If you are married, kiss your husband when you see him next, for all the women who can not kiss their own loves.  


And Mr. Sassy Pants, I love you and I am proud of you. And I am so happy you are still in my life *kisses*