Day 09 – Your beliefs

I have a post similar to what this one will be. But, I'm going to go with it- and hopefully kick it up a notch.

It is my belief that we all have our own opinions and beliefs, with that being said- we shouldn't attack each other for our thoughts.

I believe marriage is more than just a piece of paper. I think my ring is more than just a piece of frivolous jewelry. Both are sentiments to me. Both are proof of my promise to my husband, to my marriage. Yeah, sure- anyone can get married, but not just anyone can keep their promise. Sure, a girlfriend can love her boyfriend just as much as a wife can love her husband. But, in my opinion, a girlfriend is the trials to what can turn into a great marriage. A fiance is the next step- saying "I want to spend my life with you", "I'm ready to make that lifelong commitment". Marriage is forever- Well, it should be, it's supposed to be.

I believe in God, but I'm not the best Christian. Yes- I do question a lot of things. I'm a questioner. I was raised with Christian Values, and although I stumble a lot with my faith, my beliefs that were instilled in me growing up stand strong.

I believe that homosexuality is wrong. Men and women are like puzzle pieces- they fit together the way they should. Homosexuality, to me, is forcing two pieces together that aren't supposed to be a match.
With this subject, I also believe that the Military "Don't ask, Don't tell" policy should stay. I believe this for several reasons, but am not going to explain them here. Search a few blogs back to find my post on DADT. I Do not believe people are born gay, I do think it's a choice. You don't have to agree with me- that's your belief, this one is mine.

I believe in ghosts/ spirits. Too many crazy things have happened to me and my family for there not to be.

It is my belief that the death penalty is not used nearly enough... or even better- instead of the death penalty, we should torture those who without a doubt have committed murder, rape.. etc. Death is an easy way out, but I don't think that locking them up with cable TV, recreation time, better food than the military gets.. etc. is punishment. It's a vacation for some. Not to mention they get free health-care, dental and education while there.

I believe the health-care reform is a load of crap. Refer to post from many months ago.

I believe this whole "Pull out of Iraq" is an empty lie. Yea sure, it's being said that it's no longer a "combat zone".. so that means we're "pulling out". Ha. Yeah right. Lets just label it a "Training Zone" and make everyone think Obama fulfilled his promise. People are still deploying to Iraq, and doing the same darn thing they do in a "Combat Zone".... guess this is 'live' training.

I believe that people who drink and drive should have harsher punishment. Especially celebrities- sheesh, some role models. Know too many people who have lost their lives, or have taken someone else's because of this selfish act.

I believe that I should have been born in the 1940's.. Pretty sure I belong there.

I believe you make your own Happiness- Too many people blame someone else, and even more-so.. I see people blaming the Military. Pure stupidity in my opinion.

I believe in the Right to Bar Arms- Don't try to take away mine and my families guns.

I do not believe hunting is immoral. I once saw an picture of an advertisement. The ad said "Hunters should be ashamed of themselves, shooting an animal is so inhumane. Why not go to the store and buy meat the humane way?!" hmm.. ok, I think I prefer the taste of a happy, free, non hormone induced animal that was killed in a slaughter house. I have been hunting myself. I have shot, gutted, cooked and ate a deer, and squirrel. I grew up eating meat that was brought in by my family- and not from a store. I have ate deer, cow, goat, pig, chicken, turkey, pigeon, quail, dove, squirrel, rabbit, frog legs, crawdads..  Lord knows what else. My parents rarely bought meat from a store. Just one deer would feed my family of 6 for months growing up.

I believe in Freedom. So many take that for granted.

I believe that Google has the answer to everything.

I believe abortion is wrong, except in cases of Rape and situations where it could/ would kill the mother & child. I think being in the perspective of someone who has had multiple miscarriages, that child could have been given to someone more deserving.

I believe that Sunday's Titans game against the Steelers was complete crap. Titans straight up gave it away.

I believe I'm done with this post.

Day 08 – A moment

I should have posted this two days ago, so forgive me for trying to catch  up.

A moment, I assume this means to talk about any moment?

I'm going to write about a moment- a time that was so hard for me, but at the same time, I got one of the best feelings ever imaginable.

In July 2008- Mine and my husband's first miscarriage. No, I'm not saying that the miscarriage was the best feeling ever imaginable, because it was just the opposite. Keep reading.
When I found out I was pregnant, my husband and I were extremely scared. We didn't want anyone to know until we were ready. So, it stayed between us, one of his friends and one of mine. When he and I were alone- I could see the excitement in his face. He would place his hands on my belly and would talk to it. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. It was a moment when I know his whole world had changed.

When he and I first met, he didn't want kids, it was a big question to him. When I found out I was pregnant, I saw that his whole view of wanting kids had completely changed.

When I miscarried, it was the hardest thing I had ever faced. I think it was for my husband as well. But it was the moments of embracing each other and being there for each other that got us through, that kept our heads up- and brought us even more closer.

Day 07 – Your best friend

How cute is this picture?!

My best friend.. well this one is Easy-smeazy.

First off, What do I think defines a "Best Friend"?
To me, a best friend is someone you trust more than anyone else. The person you feel you can talk to about everything, the one you can always count on no matter what. This person can put a smile on your face in no time. They know everything about you. A best friend is the one who knows you best, the one you can be completely yourself around and be totally comfortable with. This person doesn't judge you, they are your shoulder to cry on, your therapist at times. It is a person you want to call or talk to immediately when something exciting happens, and when something bad happens as well. You Love this person like family- sometimes, that person is family. 

I could continue on with my definition, but I assume you get my point.

My best friend is also the love of my life- he is my husband.
He fits every bit of my definition of what a best friend means to me. I consider myself lucky to have such an amazing husband and best friend-This is when he would tell me "It's not luck if it's meant to be".. See why I call him Mr. Amazing?!

I am blessed.

Day 06 – Your day

Today was a pretty good day. The husband and I slept in, well for some it's not sleeping in, we woke up about 0645, we typically get up between 0200-0230 every morning. So, 0645 is definitely sleeping in.

We had to go to Norfolk to try and figure out what is going on with the RPP with our complex. Everything is set up- Housing is just waiting on the Navy to release money to them, for some reason they are not. Now our complex is threatening to change our lease and charge us the deposits that we got out of by signing up for RPP.  Did we get everything sorted? No.. we have to find the PSD building on base and noone can seem to give us accurate directions to it. The husband is going to go the the small PSD on his ship, but it's not definite he'll figure out anything there- I've called and talked to 3 different people with housing, We went to Fleet and Family.. So, fingers crossed that someone on the ship can tell him what he needs to do- and tell him right this time because his chief told him wrong.

After all that fun stuff- We went to the NEX and then realized the husband forgot his patches at home he needed for his new dress blues we needed to buy- so, now that's been put off until Sunday. But we got to check out all the new renovations they have been doing to the NEX.. It's looking pretty nice, so much bigger and the upstairs is a really nice version of Sears in my opinion.

Then it was time for groceries. The commissary wasn't that busy when we first got there, and it started getting crowded and we decided to get out of there. So, now we have food for a month. I love buying bulk meat. Saves us so much money!

We came home, put away the food and then my husband prepared the food to be grilled this evening. He grilled some hot wings, shish kabobs, grilled corn on the cob.. It was delish! He invited a buddy over to enjoy it wish us.

Now we are all sitting here taking turns playing video games- Broke out some scene it on the xbox, now I'm watching them go at it on the original Sega with NBA Hangtime.. and we're about to play some 007 on the Nintendo 64.. It's been a fun night. They don't know what they have coming with the 007 ;) I own at that game.

Hopefully, we will be off to bed soon. My hubby is helping me finish my photography home studio (room we're using as a studio) tomorrow. Just gotta set up the lights! :D

Day 05 – Your definition of loveDay

LoveDay? Honestly, I have never heard of it.. So, instead of looking it up.. I'm just going to go with what my head is telling me to type out. If you are reading this, and you actually know what that day is.. do share.

LoveDay, Is it another Valentine's day? Why do we have just one day to express our love for our significant other? Although I do enjoy Valentine's day, I feel like sometimes there's too much pressure to make the night perfect and to go over the top- my husband and I just enjoy the time we have together, maybe go to a movie or rent one, maybe go out to eat.. or maybe eat-in. It's not about how flashy the night is, it's about the each of us just being together.

Or is LoveDay something completely different? Is it a day where we all show appreciation for one another and have a caring and helpful heart? Not just for your significant other, but for everyone- as in helping them out, lending a hand where needed?

I guess it could be many things. I didn't want to look it up and make this blog post seem like a research paper.

Day 04 – What you ate today

I meant to post this last night, but my husband was home and I like to spend every minute I can with him.. especially with Deployment on the horizon.

What did I eat yesterday? Honestly, Yesterday I didn't eat so well. Was so busy, everything was just quick meals. We are in need of a commissary trip.. That comes tomorrow. 

I skipped breakfast, which I know I need to stop doing that. I started doing very well eating granola and banana for breakfast- I guess I'll start back on that. I really should!

For Lunch I had a small bowl of Chicken noodle soup and I had an itching for some chicken nuggets, and I happened to have a bag of the Tyson chicken nuggets in the freezer- I know, totally unhealthy.

For dinner, The husband and I went to McDonalds- and I ate like a fat kid. I had a Big Mac.. again, totally unhealthy.

Writing this... I see that yesterday was a totally unhealthy day for me.. Today was no better. But starting tomorrow- I am going to get back on my health kick!

When the husband is at sea- I thought I wasn't eating that well.. but I think I was eating better than what I am now.. Plus I was doing P90X.. gotta figure out how to maintain all this WITH him being home too.

Day 03 – Your parents

Most people have 2 parents. I have 4.

When I was a baby, My parents were divorced. Before I was 2, my Mom remarried to my now step-dad. My dad remarried to the wicked witch of the west- Which didn't last long (THANK GOD!). A few years later, my dad started dating my now step-mom when I was about 5, I don't think they got married until I was about 12-ish. I can remember dates- no problem, Years.. not so much.

Due to the divorce and the conflict between my mom and dad, my brother and I didn't take the divorce very well. I think because of this, it made us both Very hot headed and we threw temper tantrums like no other- But that's for another day, another blog. This is about my parents.

I saw My dad every other weekend, sometimes for longer spurts over the summer. My dad spoiled us. Sometimes, looking back- I think he did it to play us against my mom, but I never thought of it then. I was somewhat of a Daddy's girl growing up I guess.. but at the same time, I felt like he didn't love me as much as my brother. He would go to all my older brother's sport events, and all the way up to and through high school would go to his band concerts. I hardly remember him going to any of my games growing up. And he never came to my band concerts in middle school. In 4 seasons of soccer, my dad came to just 3 games. One of which he was my ride to and home and it was an hour from home, so I feel like he stayed for that because he had to. He came to one of my band concerts in more than 5 years, and it was my very last ones. When I made all county band and made all-state, he wasn't there. I try not to hold that against him, but my grandparents and friends came to more of my events than he did growing up. I feel like he missed out on what was something super important to me growing up. I love him all the same, but I wish he'd been a bigger part of my life. And even now, I talk to my step mom more than I do my dad... and she and I rarely talk with me being 13 hours from home.

My mom is awesome. I wish I would have known that when I was younger. She was strict on me.. more on me than she was my 3 siblings. Growing up, I held it against her... but now, I'm thankful for it because I know I'm a better person for it. My step-dad has always been there too. He took care of us. Growing up, we weren't rich, we didn't have the nicest of things.. but I think because of this- we appreciated more. They had 4 kids to take care of, and the had custody of my cousin (I think she was 16ish) and she had 2 babies. My mom couldn't work- there was no way to afford child care. She was taking care of 4 babies that were in diapers, then me, my brother and my cousin. I remember eating a lot of Ramen noodles, Spam, Fried Bologna, and potted meat for lunch. I remember my step-dad going hunting all the time to give us food on our table. We raised chickens, we raised rabbits.. my mom had a small garden, they raised food for us. (Yes, we ate rabbit.. it's quite good-you should try it.). We didn't have much, but we had each other. I remember them both being at a lot of our games growing up, I remember my step-dad reading to me when I was just 3 years old... I remember him giving me $5 when I stole the ball from the other team in basketball. My mom always encouraged my artsy-nerdy side. She loved me playing the flute, and the piano. She'd sneak in my room to get my sketch book to show it off to family and friends without me knowing. I think because of that, is why I love graphics so much. I know she is the reason I'm so passionate about photography, she shares it too. My mom and step-dad have been married for more than 20 years now.. I can't wait until my husband and I get to that point.

My parents, all 4 of them, have made me who I am today. I have a little of each of them in me in some way.  Some people hate having divorce parents, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Day 02 – Your first love

My first love... hmm.. I have been sitting here and thinking about what to write for this for about 10 minutes..
Trying to figure out what to type and how I want to type it.. Why is this tough for me?

I sit here thinking about all my past relationships- Before meeting my husband. There were 2 times that I "Thought" I was "In Love". But did I really love them? I don't think so, I know I didn't. I can honestly say without a doubt that my husband is the first man I have ever loved whole heartedly.

I once dated a guy for nearly 2 years. I was a freshman nobody, and he was a senior football player. He cheated, played mind games.. you name it. I was just 15. I think I wanted to be able to say those words. I wanted to say "I love you". Everyone did it.. I had been dating him a while- It's what you were supposed to do in high school. After 2 years of it- him cheating, him breaking up with me.. I got tired of it. I wanted nothing to do with him. Sadly, I guess it's one of those situations where "You want what you can't have".. 7 years of dealing with him. He pretty much became my stalker and I had to threaten a restraining order... Twice. I could have had him put in jail for one thing he did to me- But I told noone because I felt people would say that I deserved it or I set myself up for it. Although I said, "I love you" to him.. I didn't. It was infatuation I guess.

The end of my Junior year, I started dating my best guy friend. This was the guy that everyone said I should date, the one people joked about me marrying. Pre-dating we'd write notes to each other in class and give them to each other between classes. In band we'd send notes back and forth. There were several times people would ask if he and I were dating because we were seen together so much. He was one of those guys that My boyfriend's disliked because I was always talking about him- and didn't even notice. Before he left for college, he told me he didn't want to be with anyone else and couldn't bare the thought of me being with someone else, especially without him home to protect me from the "Ass holes" I would always date. A year later, I had a situation that happened.. and I was staying in a camper. Slept in that camper for 3 months. Come August, he was going to be leaving for school again. He packed me up and moved me with him. He took care of me. We argued like crazy- all the time. I knew that we weren't "Meant to be", but I was comfortable where I was, I relied on him to take care of me. I had lost my independence. I "loved" him just because I "needed" him. That's not "True Love".  Took more than 3 years, him breaking up with me and a trip to Texas to spend 2 weeks with him to see that I didn't love him.. not in that "True Love" kinda way. The Texas trip did it for me. I realized so much about everything with that relationship. It wasn't who I was.. I had lost myself. BUT I am so thankful for that relationship.. Had I of not went through the heartache.. and everything that followed trying to regain my independence, I wouldn't have been able to see my relationship with my now husband for what it was.

When I met my husband, I didn't want to get into another relationship. For more than 2 months, everything we talked about was work related. I finally let loose at work and we started cutting up. He was 2 years younger. I thought he was cute, but I honestly wasn't interested... but for some reason, this guy gave me butterflies and I couldn't remember the last time I had smiled that much.. It felt like more than a year since I had smiled like that. Honestly, I was probably  more than a year since I smiled that much. But I didn't want to date him, I had shielded my heart. He was too shy to ask me for my number after a few days of cutting up at work. So, one night we were talking about funny text messages. I had just received one.. showed it to him and he thought it was hilarious and he gave me his number to forward it to him. He's so sly.. he wasn't interested in the text- he was getting my number. That's when it all started. I closed the store that night, got home around midnight. The next morning at about 7am I get a text that says "Wake your butt up!".. I wanted to kill him, but at the same time I smiled. We started texting non stop. After we started talking a bit more, He was still too shy to ask me out on a date. Wanna know how he did it? The world series was coming up. Boston VS The Rockies. I'm a huge Sox fan- He knew this by the bracelet I wore every day. So, he made a bet with me while we were working one night. If the Sox won, he had to take me out to dinner. If the Rockies won, I had to take him out. He wasn't a Rockies fan, And he was sure the Sox would win. Of course Boston won (yay!). Before our "bet" date.. He would come to work on his days off just to spend my 15 minute break with me. This is when our first kiss happened.. to this day, we don't know how it happened. He started tickling me and the next thing I know we're kissing. We stopped and he looks at me and said, "I don't know how exactly that happened". I'll never forget it. He took me to carve pumpkins.. I hadn't carved pumpkins since I was 12 or younger. He made me feel like a kid again, made me feel special. Carving pumpkins is now our new tradition. I love it. The rest is history, we were inseparable. I had my independence, and I had someone who I didn't loose myself with, and someone who made me a better person. 3 years later- I still get those same butterflies. I still look at him the same way as I did when he broke down that wall I had surrounded my heart with. This is True Love. Unconditional love. It's everything.


I so totally just wrote a book on my blog..

Day 01 – Introduce Yourself

My Name is Christina. I'm in my early 20's-Nearing mid 20's (where has the time went? Geez). Born and Raised outside Nashville, Tennessee I'm a good Ole fashioned country girl.

I'm a very happy person, rarely do you NOT see me smiling. I'm a very talkative person, but yet growing up- I was extremely shy, especially when it come to meeting new people. Now, I'll talk to anyone.. I've turned into quite the little socialite.

I had my first job when I was just 14 years old. I think because of this, I appreciate everything I have so much more. I worked for it.

I worked at a Grocery store for 3 years. I worked my way up to an office manager. For a 20-21 year old- It wasn't too shabby, wasn't the greatest either.. but it paid the rent and the bills- even though I was eating Peanut butter sandwiches 2-3 times a day. I think My dog at better some days- But she's totally worth it. I'll get to her in a minute.

While working at the grocery store. I met the man that would become my husband. Had you of told me I would marry him when I first met him, I would have told you you were full of it! He is 2 years younger than me. I swore I would never date a younger guy. And I had joked to my sister in law that the Next guy that I would date- I would marry. Little did I know.. that would hold true. Little did I know, he would change my life. A year of dating and then we were married on Sept. 27, 2008 (Almost 2 years ago!). Then we began a new Journey- Navy Life. A month after our wedding, he left for Navy Bootcamp. Today, we are still on that journey.

I have an amazing American Pit Bull Terrier. Her name is Riley, but we call her Roo-Roo (Roo for short) because when she's excited- She "Roos". She is my absolute world. She is 4 years old and I got her when she was about 4 1/2 weeks old. She's my little rescue pup. Not so little anymore.. nearly 55lbs. ACTUAL Breed standard to a T. Some people look at her ant think she's not a pitty.. but those people are blinded of what an actual APBT is.

I have a very obnoxious kitty names Musket. He's just over a year old. I found him dodging cars in a Sonic parking lot. He fit in the palm of my had. I thought HE was a SHE. His name at the Time was "Little Miss", I went to VA to apartment hunt for a few days, come home and my mother in law informs me that SHE had grew balls and I needed to change her name to "Little Dude". The husband decided to name him Musket. We call him Mus for short.. and occasionally- "Little Bastard". If you knew this cat, you would understand.

I have been designing graphics for 5 years now. I run a Tshirt shop called CRushGFX (look me up on FB!).

I also do Photography. It's been something I've been passionate about for a while, but now am taking the actions to pursue it.

I have a slight obsession with music- Ok, big obsession.

I swear I think I should have been born in the 1940's.

I Modeled for nearly 3 years- I've considered getting back into it. 

I like being creative.

I'm a busy body, I'm constantly doing some kind of project. Whether it's painting, drawing, sewing, decorating, designing, photography.. etc.

I love reading.. It's my new found love. I Love reading anything I can learn from. I LOVE learning new things. I know- I'm a nerd.. But I'm the coolest nerd you'll ever meet.

How bout some pictchas...

The Hubs and Me :)

Riley- Roo

Musket aka "Little Bastard"
He's much bigger than he looks- 15lbs!

Anyway.. Welcome to my crazy life :)

30 Days of Christina

I've decided to Jump on the Band wagon and Do a 30 days of Me. I stole this from Samantha over at Navy Doll. Lets Hope I can stick with it. Look for Day 1 in my next Blog Post. Hope I don't Bore you!

Here are the days:

Day 01 – Introduce

Day 02 – Your first love

Day 03 – Your parents

Day 04 – What you ate today

Day 05 – Your definition of loveDay

Day 06 – Your day

Day 07 – Your best friend

Day 08 – A moment

Day 09 – Your beliefs

Day 10 – What you wore today

Day 11 – Your siblings

Day 12 – What’s in your bag

Day 13 – This week

Day 14 – What you wore today

Day 15 – Your dreams

Day 16 – Your first kiss

Day 17 – Your favorite memory

Day 18 – Your favorite birthday

Day 19 – Something you regret

Day 20 – This month

Day 21 – Another moment

Day 22 – Something that upsets you

Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better

Day 24 – Something that makes you cry

Day 25 – A first

Day 26 – Your fears

Day 27 – Your favorite place

Day 28 – Something that you miss

Day 29 – Your aspirations

Day 30 – One last moment