August 27, 2010

Starting Over

Posted in Best Wedding Ever, Emo Day, Grown-Up Life, Military Wifery, Story of My Life, The Amazing G, Whiskey Night at 10:02 AM by TKWatson

Dear Reader,

You may (or may not) have noticed that I’ve been a wee-bit MIA the past couple weeks.  Please don’t take it personally.  The highway of life spit a big huge gigantic rock at my windshield two weeks ago, and I’ve been working to pick  up the shattered pieces since.

What happened you ask?  Well… I’d rather  not go into details, both for his sake and mine, but the conclusion of the story is this…

G and I called off our wedding.

And we broke up.

It’s been a rough few weeks.

Our relationship ended amicably, and we still care very much about one another… it just didn’t turn out quite as we had planned.  So I’ve taken off my ring [insert huge sobs here] and am trying to figure out how to start over.  Among my efforts to redefine my life as a single, not-so-military-wife, has been to move my blog.  For anyone still following me after I left you high and dry with no pink fluffy hearts or crazy talk, please follow me on over to my new blog at:

Please keep in mind that my new blog is a work in progress.  I’ve switched platforms in this move to a self-hosted version of wordpress.  And this self-hosted thing is KICKING MY BUTT.  (sob… someone help me… it’s dark in here! sob. oh… uhh…. ) But… I’ll figure it out.  Just don’t hate me in the mean time, um-k?  Thanks.

I debated whether or not to move my content from Letters to Half a World Away or not.  In the end, I decided to take it all with me.  I don’t want to sweep my life with G under a rug and pretend like it never happened.  It did happen.  And it was good.  I needed a new “home” for my content because I’m no longer writing to half a world away, but since I can’t edit (nor would I edit) the content of my life, I’m choosing not to edit the content of my blogging life either.

It may be a few  more days before I actually have new content up on my new blog, but head on over anyway and check out my previous posts about my life with G if you haven’t done that here.  I’ll be back soon.  Pinky Promise.

Signing off (with my would-have-been name),



August 15, 2010

Military Wifery – Rookie Style

Posted in Military Wifery, Shout-Outs at 2:27 AM by TKWatson

Ok… so I’m not actually a military wife yet, but in 61 days, that’ll change.

A few weeks ago, I started scouting out other military wife bloggers – both those who are new to it, like me, and those who have been there, done that, and whom I can hopefully gain some wisdom from.  My quest for such bloggers has not been in vain.

So far I’ve found:

Amanda whose husband is a United States Solider.  They are currently two months into a twelve month deployment.

Betty whose husband is a United States Marine.  Her husband will be deploying any day now from what I gather on her blog.

Rebekah whose husband is a United States Airman.  They’re pretty new to this life too.

Taryn whose fiance is a United States Marine.  They will be tying the knot just a few days before G and I and she has just recently moved to be with him.

Mrs. S whose husband is a United States Airman.  They found out today (well… technically yesterday) that he will be deploying in mere days; keep them in your prayers.

Casey whose husband is a United States Airman.  They PCSed (read: moved; changed stations) to Turkey a month or so ago (and most of their belongings haven’t caught up with them yet.)

Even though I’ve only just begun reading their blogs, I have already found so much hope in these women.  As mine and G’s wedding is fast approaching (hard to believe it was seven and a half months ago that G asked me to be his wife…) the question of what it will really mean to be a military wife has become bigger and bigger in my mind.  I am blessed that G’s mom is a wonderful resource for me when it comes to answering this question, but I’m also excited to read about the lives of women who are close to my age, at similar points in their lives, and whose experiences in the here and now will be echoed in my own life.  These women have already shown me through their writing that yes, being a military wife is hard, but it is no match for the power of love, nor is the life itself without benefit.  Most importantly, they have shown me that military wives are not magical creatures with superhuman powers who take on the difficulties of military life effortlessly; they are just normal people, who are driven to extraordinary things by love.  This has inspired me and comforted me beyond measure.  And it has made me realize a few things:

  • There will be times in this life when I will be scared, angry, frustrated and so much more — and that’s ok.
  • Sometimes I will cry — but that won’t make me a bad wife or any less of a person.
  • It is and will be so important to find pride, joy, and contentment in the little things, to appreciate them and hold onto them — these are the things that will keep me going during the rough times.
  • I CAN do this, and I don’t have to be anyone or anything but me to do so.

Thank You to these women for making me feel so much less alone in my fears and my dreams.

Thank You to all the many women and men who stand by our airmen, soldiers, marines, and sailors day in and day out, through the good times and the hard times.  I am so humbled to be joining your ranks.

Finally, a thousand times Thank You to the men and women who serve in our military, like my G — you all are my reason for hope and pride in this great country of ours.

August 11, 2010

The One Where G and I Finally Show Our Faces

Posted in Best Wedding Ever, Story of My Life, The Amazing G at 12:18 AM by TKWatson

So… I’ve decided to finally post some pictures of G and I because… well… it’s getting a little boring around here and I need a quick and easy post for tonight cuz it’s already 11:30 and I need to get to bed and what better way to spice things up than with our smiling faces?!.

Probably most of you, dear readers, have already seen these, but I need another excuse to post them because they are amazing just in case, here are our engagement pictures.

These were taken (mostly) in a boutique shopping center, where the site of our first date was located.  Sadly, this place, a dance club called Sangria, which had Salsa night on Thursdays, closed almost a year to the day that G and I had our first date there.  The site worked out great because a lot of the structural elements of the complex are done in blue.  Which… is the main color of our wedding, and also went VERY nicely with the clothes we had on, cuz they were also blue.  (Of course… you probably knew that… since you aren’t blind.  Unless you are blind.  In which case… uh… how are you reading this post…?)  Our photographer for the engagement pictures, who will also be doing our wedding, is Rebecca Hobert at Why Not Capture It? Photography. Aside from being an EXCELLENT photographer, Rebecca is also wonderful to work with.  G and I both loved our engagement pictures and are looking forward to having her around to memorialize our wedding in pretty pictures too!!

So… without further delay… I give you…

Engagment Pictures!  YAY!

BACK OFF, LADIES!  I SAW HIM FIRST!!  Oh.  Uhhh….  I mean… He’s so handsome, I know.

Sorta strange, but I really LOVE this picture for some reason.  Who knows…

(Ya… forehead kisses are the best.)

This was Sangria… the club where our first date was at.

WARNING: PDA ALERT!  (Humm…. I guess the warning should go before the picture, right? Meh.)

There are lots more, but these are my very faves.  Hope you love looking at them as much as me!  (Wait… who are we kidding… you’ll never love looking at them as much as me.  Ah well… then… I hope you weren’t totally bored by that display of self-love…)  Anywho… off to bed for me so I can get up in the morning and go to my “real” job.  (Blogess extraordinaire by night, consultant with a weird job that nobody (some days including me) understands by day.  Life is hard.)

Sweet dreams, Dear Reader.

August 10, 2010

Pink Fluffy Heart Monday

Posted in Pink Flully Heart Day at 12:03 AM by TKWatson

Oky Doky, folks.  Well… I promised a ‘Pink Fluffly Heart Monday’ post, since I’m going on three weeks without one.  So… seeing as how it’s 11:00 pm and I’m just now beginning it… let’s make this fairly short and sweet, shall we?

And Go…

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Dark Chocolate.  OhMyGoodnessGracious.  I freakin’ LOVE me some dark chocolate.  I can’t help myself.  I’m generally a choc-o-holic all around… but dark chocolate… that is my weakness.  In a fight between me and dark chocolate, dark chocolate usually wins.  (How many times can I say “dark chocolate” in this post?  That’s six so far…)  I try not to keep too much junk food in the house, especially chocolate, especially dark chocolate (seven) so that I don’t have the option of devouring it during a hormone-rage induced sweet craving.  (Hey… don’t judge me, dear reader… you know it happens to the best of us… the female lot among us anyway…)  I like pretty much all dark chocolates (eight), but my favorite it probably Hershey’s Special Dark.  It is far and away my favorite guilty pleasure.  And what’s awesome is that Walgreens typically sells huge bars of it 2 for $5.  (And by awesome, I of course mean “not so awesome because it makes it so much more tempting to buy.”  Whatev.)   So… in conclusion… I REALLY pink fluffy heart dark chocolate (nine).

Dark Chocolate. (ten)

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I grew up in a family of mechanics.  A family of FORD LOVING mechanics.  I don’t know half of what there is to know about cars, but I probably know more than the average girl.  I am certainly a bigger car enthusiastic than the average girl.  I love pretty much all classic sports cars – Cameros, GTOs, Chevelles, etc. etc. but my heart truly belongs to only one – Ford Mustangs.  The Mustang pictured above, happens to be a Shelby Mustang, which is, like, the most amazing type of Mustang, ever.  EverEver.  Someday, when I’m rich (*snicker*) my dream come true would be to buy a 1964 1/2 Mustang and restore it.  *Sigh*  Someday.  Someday you will be mine, pretty Mustang… I pink fluffy heart you.

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I admit it.  I’m a total sheet snob.  I didn’t use to be, until my parents ruined me by buying me my first set of high thread count sheets for Christmas several years ago.  There was no turning back after that.  My bed is one of my favorite places in the world.  I work on my bed.  I watch movies on my bed.  I write blog posts on my bed.  I pretty much live on my bed when I’m at home.  So… I feel fairly justified in wanting my bed to be extra comfy.  I recently purchased a new pair of 500 thread count sheets at Ross for, like, $30.  It made my day.  And the sheets totally rock.  (Pink fluffy heart Ross too, btw.)  Having a great set of sheets on my bed is like crawling into my own little fluffy cloud at the end of the day.  The very best is when the sheets are freshly washed and crisp.  [insert sound of happy here].  Ironically enough… tonight there are no sheets on my bed.  Because I had to wash them and by the time they were done, I was too tired to put them back on.  Blankets as a make-shift bed for me tonight.  Darn.  I’m looking forward to tomorrow though… because I will have fresh high thread count sheets to drift away to sleep in.  There is nothing I pink fluffy heart more than that.

Happy Monday!

August 8, 2010

The Post About Mostly Nothing

Posted in Randomness, The Amazing G at 9:49 PM by TKWatson

My world has been a little crazy as of late.  Hence the lack of post-age this past week.  I hope this upcoming week will shape up better, but the way things are going thus far, I can’t say I’d bet money on it.

The crazy has ‘drained’ me.  I feel like I want to write something… but… my brain is just so tired of thinking that I’m really just not sure what to write.  There are lots of things going on in my head, but none of which I want to write about.  Today, I want to write to escape my own brain, not write to talk about my brain.  (P.S. pictures of brains SERIOUSLY freak me out.  I don’t know why that’s relevant.  I’m just saying…)

When all else fails… I open a bottle of wine.  Currently, I’m sipping on a glass of Merlot, listening to jazz, and I’m about to make a frozen  pizza.  Merlot, jazz… and frozen pizza.  Classy.  What can I say… my parents have been known to drink wine from a box out of a red plastic cup. As they say… the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.  Ah well… I embrace who I am… two parts sophisticated urbanite, one part redneck.  I make no apologies.

Seriously though… wine and jazz music… a perfect combination for calming me down, helping me to clear my head, relax, and just enjoy a nice evening at home.  It’s sorta unfortunate that G doesn’t like wine… he won’t be able to share this passion of mine… but… hey… more wine for me.  (I kid… I promise I’m not as much of a wino or drunkered as I sometimes make myself out to be.  Exaggeration… it’s one my talents.)  I will say though… I have thoroughly enjoyed the few times that G has suffered through a glass of wine or champagne, just because he knew it would make me happy.  On our engagement trip… G ordered my favorite type of wine (Cabernet Sauvignon) and attempted to choke a glass of it down.  This was after he spent half an hour trying to track down a cork screw, only to discover that we, in fact, had been given a corkscrew with the bottle.  It was fairly comical, but I appreciated every single moment of it.

Anywho… that glass (or two) of wine, jazz, and pizza has put me into a serene state of sleepyness.  So… off to bed I go.  Tomorrow, I promise a post about things I pink fluffy heart.  Until then, thanks for reading my post about mostly nothing; my brain should be functioning again by tomorrow.

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