The Crazy Army Wife

Sometimes, when your husband is deployed, you turn into a giant loser and you just go a little crazy. You spend your Friday nights sitting around watching Say Yes To The Dress and thinking about the beautiful wedding you had. You think of how happy you were that day and how your husband was actually home. Then you think of your wedding dress upstairs in the closet and you want to try it on. So you do.

You twirl and realize that your dress is about 3 sizes too big so you have to sit down. Then you become the crazy Army wife sitting around in her wedding dress missing her deployed husband.

Man, I'm such a loser.

The Waiting Game

When we got married and I moved from Arizona to Hawaii, we knew Husband would be deploying within 6 months of my arrival. Knowing we would just have to store everything during the deployment, Husband made the executive decision to leave all of our gifts at home. Even though I knew this made sense, I was bitter. I wanted to play with all of my our new presents!

After Husband deployed and I came home to Mom and school, I was even less thrilled with the idea that our presents were not in Hawaii. Having to look at them, day in and day out, for the better part of a year did not sit well with me. The longer they went unused, the more irritated I got.

Yesterday was the straw that broke the camel's back. I was tired of living like a transient, always waiting for the the good parts of my life to happen. I was ready to be happy with the way my life is now. So I got a giant box and packed it with my very favorite presents and other things that I just didn't want to live without anymore.

When I make my way back to Hawaii in about a month, this box will be flying with me. I don't care that it's going to cost $30+ to get it on the plane and I don't care that it's going to have to be moved again in another 6 months. I want to be comfortable with my current life and if it takes silverware and cake plates to do that, then that's what's going to happen. I'm going to stop waiting and just start living.

Our Beginning

A year ago today, I woke up with a smile. I showered and gathered my things, a smile never leaving my face. Then, I left the house for the last time as Miss Megan Rice.

Now, I know that all girls think their wedding was the best wedding of all time. But here's the thing, mine actually was. My wedding was, without a doubt, the most perfect wedding in the history of the world. Here's a little taste of my perfect day:

And that, my friends, is the day my Liberato Lifestyle began!

On a side note: Do you think that it would be wierd if I wore my wedding dress around for the day. Maybe just for a little while? You know, since it's my anniversary and my husband is deployed and all. People won't think I'm crazy, right?

Anniversaries

Every other girl I know is head over heels for anniversary celebrations, obsessing over presents, flowers and romantic dinners. Even Chris, who is not known for his romantic tendencies, keeps mentioning to me that he is trying everything he can to be home on our anniversary. 

All of this anniverary talk has me thinking: Is there something wrong with me? Am I the only girl on the face of the earth that has little desire for an extravegant celebration for her anniversary? Is it wrong of me to not want a huge celebration with candles, presents and surprises?

Don't get me wrong, if Chris did make it home and wanted to make big plans and go all out, of course I would be happy to do whatever he wanted. But if I had to choose, it wouldn't be extravagant, expensive or overly-planned at all.

Maybe it's because this is our first anniversary and I'm still in the newleywed love stage. Maybe it's because I don't want to get my hopes up and be disappointed if Chris can't be here. But really, I think it's just the fact that I have never really been a fan of giving expensive presents just to show a person how much you love them. Personally, I would rather have a heart felt "I love you" than a diamond anyday.

Is anyone else with me?

Chris and I on wedding day

It's a love/hate thing...

Every morning, instead of waking up next to my husband, I wake up to this:

All of my fabulous wedding presents stacked [not so neatly] against an entire wall in my bedroom. Although I love them [a lot!], right now they are a constant reminder that my newleywed life is pretty much on hold for the next year. Boo. I seriously cannot wait for hubby to get home. But since my countdown looks like this right now:

It looks like I'll be waking up to my perfect wedding presents for quite a while longer. :[

I hate you deployment.