And it was another great weekend. A 2 1/2 hour car ride is EASILY a 7 hour adventure on public transportation. Friday started with two local busses and then the Greyhound bus..I was finally in Jacksonville around 6:30. Just in time for Mexican and a margarita. Then we hit up a local bar with fellow USMC girlfriend blogger, Katie. It was probably the strangest bar I have ever been in, totally decked out in Marines paraphernalia.
Saturday was a busy day. I was sad Saturday morning when I found out that the Dunkin Donuts doesn't have pumpkin coffee. I'm craving the taste as fall SO bad. Then I helped Danny write a letter, which was HARD. I'm used to writing term papers, not professional letters to the military! Then we spent the whole day helping Katie move into her new house..which I'm totally in love with. It makes me want a house so bad. If Danny stays in North Carolina we are going to look into it.
After a long day of moving Katie in, we went to our favorite place ever...the Olive Garden. We were there FOREVER..lots of salad, pasta, bread sticks, TWO bottles of wine, and pumpkin cheesecake. It was great. We talked about everyyyyyything. I love that there are no awkward conversation topics for us, we can talk about anything.
We went back to the barracks for some fun with the guys. Had a few beers and decided to head back to Danny's room. The Staff Sergeant caught us going into his room so we left and decided we would try again in a couple hours. I swear when we went back the Sergeant was waiting for us. It's not so much what he said, they are just so intimidating in their uniforms! So, we left and got a hotel room for the night. Then came the phone calls..Staff Sergeant, Sergeant, Lieutenant. I was pretty intoxicated, I had myself convinced I would end up in jail before the night was over. Over dramatic!
Sunday was a great day. We went down to Wilmington to see the USS North Carolina. We toured the entire ship, read every little piece of information, and had a great time! I stayed at Katie's last night and was SO sad when Danny had to leave. I hate when weekends come to an end. Luckily, I do get to see him every weekend..so I know I really can't complain.
This week is going to be great..besides trying to get out of my own house for good...I'm going to spend the week with Danny's sister. We are going to have fuuuuun!
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The Weekend I Wanted to Kill My Boyfriend
Doesn't sound very pleasant, does it?
Well as most females know..guys aren't very smart. I think it's the extra appendage that they have...they must leak some brain cells out of it.
Anyway, like every other weekend Danny was going to take the Greyhound bus to Raleigh. The bus is supposed to leave at 6:10. Danny called me at 5:50 saying the bus wasn't going to be there until 8. Then at 7:30 he called to say the bus wasn't going to be there until 11:30, and that instead of his sister picking him up at the station he would just take a cab. So I was expecting him to be at the house around 3am.
Around 11:15 he stopped texting. I assumed he just fell asleep on the bus. I was hanging out with his sisters, not really worrying about it..after all, he is a big bad Marine, right? I fell asleep around 1:15 and woke up around 2:15, still..nothing from Danny. You'd think he would atleast say he got on the bus, right? 3:30 comes around..NOTHING. I was FREAKING out. I couldn't sleep, I was pacing, I felt like I was either going to vomit or cry. We called all the Greyhound stations, corporate numbers, cab companies, even Jacksonville police. Seriously, where the heck was he?!?
Around 4:30, we finally realized there was nothing else we could do. I climbed into bed with his sister and attempted to sleep. My plan was to sleep for a few hours and start calling again in the morning.
7:30 rolls around and my phone is ringing. "Hey, whats up babe?" Seriously, what's up?! You wanna know whats up..I was worried sick! I'm like where the hell are you?! And he's like "oh, the bus never came so I got a hotel room with a couple of the other Marines..I slept really good considering I slept on the floor."
SERIOUSLY. He slept good while I was up WORRYING!! Oh I was so mad, but more thankful that nothing had happened to him! He told me he was getting on the 9:40 bus and he'd be home in a few hours. I told him to be prepared for an ass-kicking. Is it that hard to make a phone call saying that he was going to take the bus in the morning? Or am I being an annoying girlfriend?!
Of course when he finally got home I couldn't be mad. We hung out with his sisters, had a few drinks..and made killer nachos. And we're such old people, I think we were in bed at like 10:30..we're so pathetic.
I love sleeping next to him, even if we're not cuddling..I just like knowing he's there. And waking up next to him is the most amazing feeling. I love that sometimes he talks in his sleep. Last night I remember him saying "what are you doing?" Of course I responded.."um...sleeping." And he started giggling like a little girl, it was probably the funniest thing ever. Sometimes I think he lives under a rock, "babe, did you know they serve dinner at the Cheesecake Factory?" It cracks me up. I just love that we can laugh and be nerdy together, the best feeling ever!
I plan to take the bus down there next weekend..it BETTER be on time..or I'll freak out, I hate not being able to control things like that!
Hope everyone and their Marines are doing well. I'm always thinking of you guys!
Well as most females know..guys aren't very smart. I think it's the extra appendage that they have...they must leak some brain cells out of it.
Anyway, like every other weekend Danny was going to take the Greyhound bus to Raleigh. The bus is supposed to leave at 6:10. Danny called me at 5:50 saying the bus wasn't going to be there until 8. Then at 7:30 he called to say the bus wasn't going to be there until 11:30, and that instead of his sister picking him up at the station he would just take a cab. So I was expecting him to be at the house around 3am.
Around 11:15 he stopped texting. I assumed he just fell asleep on the bus. I was hanging out with his sisters, not really worrying about it..after all, he is a big bad Marine, right? I fell asleep around 1:15 and woke up around 2:15, still..nothing from Danny. You'd think he would atleast say he got on the bus, right? 3:30 comes around..NOTHING. I was FREAKING out. I couldn't sleep, I was pacing, I felt like I was either going to vomit or cry. We called all the Greyhound stations, corporate numbers, cab companies, even Jacksonville police. Seriously, where the heck was he?!?
Around 4:30, we finally realized there was nothing else we could do. I climbed into bed with his sister and attempted to sleep. My plan was to sleep for a few hours and start calling again in the morning.
7:30 rolls around and my phone is ringing. "Hey, whats up babe?" Seriously, what's up?! You wanna know whats up..I was worried sick! I'm like where the hell are you?! And he's like "oh, the bus never came so I got a hotel room with a couple of the other Marines..I slept really good considering I slept on the floor."
SERIOUSLY. He slept good while I was up WORRYING!! Oh I was so mad, but more thankful that nothing had happened to him! He told me he was getting on the 9:40 bus and he'd be home in a few hours. I told him to be prepared for an ass-kicking. Is it that hard to make a phone call saying that he was going to take the bus in the morning? Or am I being an annoying girlfriend?!
Of course when he finally got home I couldn't be mad. We hung out with his sisters, had a few drinks..and made killer nachos. And we're such old people, I think we were in bed at like 10:30..we're so pathetic.
I love sleeping next to him, even if we're not cuddling..I just like knowing he's there. And waking up next to him is the most amazing feeling. I love that sometimes he talks in his sleep. Last night I remember him saying "what are you doing?" Of course I responded.."um...sleeping." And he started giggling like a little girl, it was probably the funniest thing ever. Sometimes I think he lives under a rock, "babe, did you know they serve dinner at the Cheesecake Factory?" It cracks me up. I just love that we can laugh and be nerdy together, the best feeling ever!
I plan to take the bus down there next weekend..it BETTER be on time..or I'll freak out, I hate not being able to control things like that!
Hope everyone and their Marines are doing well. I'm always thinking of you guys!
Something Cute
It's always hard being away from Danny during the week but short and sweet phone calls and texts get me through the day. This is one of my favorites:
I'm getting used to our weekend routine, we are both learning to love the Greyhound system. Last weekend was great, I feel like all we do is eat and drink when we are together..atleast I won't be getting fat alone! I didn't end up meeting his Mom last week, so I got all nervous for nothing. It's on for this weekend though. They are having breakfast at their house on Sunday, and for me..it's never awkward when food is involved. AND it's a chance for me to show off my culinary skills! Homemade from scratch sticky buns...MY FAVORITE!
I'm getting spoiled with all texting and calling we are doing. It sucks because in the back of my mind I know when he is deployed it won't be happening. But on a positive note, I'll probably be able to get rid of my unlimited texting though..and have a much cheaper cell phone bill!
I'm getting used to our weekend routine, we are both learning to love the Greyhound system. Last weekend was great, I feel like all we do is eat and drink when we are together..atleast I won't be getting fat alone! I didn't end up meeting his Mom last week, so I got all nervous for nothing. It's on for this weekend though. They are having breakfast at their house on Sunday, and for me..it's never awkward when food is involved. AND it's a chance for me to show off my culinary skills! Homemade from scratch sticky buns...MY FAVORITE!
I'm getting spoiled with all texting and calling we are doing. It sucks because in the back of my mind I know when he is deployed it won't be happening. But on a positive note, I'll probably be able to get rid of my unlimited texting though..and have a much cheaper cell phone bill!
Infuriating
I spend my weekend on buses and trains in order to see the Marine I love. Generally speaking, the people riding with me are headed to/from Camp Lejeune as well.
I'm sitting on the bus this morning minding my own business when this kid jumps over my seat and asks me to play Scrabble. I politely decline..I just like listening to my music and staring out the window. When we finally got to Raleigh I forgot all about this kid. Until he starts yelling at me for having a "non-Japanese phone." I just looked at him weird and kept walking.
In the station I noticed two Marines, one in street clothes and the other in his service uniform. A few minute later I hear this woman yelling at someone. I'm not gonna lie, I like fights..so it caught my attention. I look over and Scrabble boy is in the Marines faces giving them shit about being Marines and about the war and going on and on and on. The Marines just sat there, didn't even say a word. However, this other woman is yelling at Scrabble boy to shut his mouth and to show some respect. I honestly wanted her to hit this kid. The boy is so lucky I was not sitting closer, because I would not have been able to mind my buisness.
It baffles my mind that people can feel this way. Don't they understand that Marines and our other Armed Forces are the reason he has the right to say those things? They are the reason he can have his own opinions, even if they are HORRIBLE opinions. I can't imagine saying such harsh things to anyone, especially Marines!
The good news of this story is that both before and after this little incident I saw ATLEAST ten people shake these Marines hands. It might sound sappy, but I totally thought it was a beautiful thing.
I'm sitting on the bus this morning minding my own business when this kid jumps over my seat and asks me to play Scrabble. I politely decline..I just like listening to my music and staring out the window. When we finally got to Raleigh I forgot all about this kid. Until he starts yelling at me for having a "non-Japanese phone." I just looked at him weird and kept walking.
In the station I noticed two Marines, one in street clothes and the other in his service uniform. A few minute later I hear this woman yelling at someone. I'm not gonna lie, I like fights..so it caught my attention. I look over and Scrabble boy is in the Marines faces giving them shit about being Marines and about the war and going on and on and on. The Marines just sat there, didn't even say a word. However, this other woman is yelling at Scrabble boy to shut his mouth and to show some respect. I honestly wanted her to hit this kid. The boy is so lucky I was not sitting closer, because I would not have been able to mind my buisness.
It baffles my mind that people can feel this way. Don't they understand that Marines and our other Armed Forces are the reason he has the right to say those things? They are the reason he can have his own opinions, even if they are HORRIBLE opinions. I can't imagine saying such harsh things to anyone, especially Marines!
The good news of this story is that both before and after this little incident I saw ATLEAST ten people shake these Marines hands. It might sound sappy, but I totally thought it was a beautiful thing.
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