4th, 3rd, 2nd, 1st.

amanda and nephi came into town.

mei's sister and two nephews came into town as well.

got my iphone that my little fiance bought me. (what did yours buy you? ;)

worked my last day for two weeks.

forced kalie to help me pick out engagement picture outfits.

christmas eve i picked jon up from the airport <33333

then we went and took family pictures. he was in our family pictures!

we had a big ol' dinner party on christmas eve.

poor katie got sicksicksick that night.

we had 14 people stay at our house christmas eve night.

katie slept in my twin bed. we brought another twin mattress up from the basement and put it on the floor in my room for sam and the baby to sleep on, and robbie slept on the floor. all in my little 12x12 room.

jon and i went to midnight mass but had to leave early because we couldnt stop laughing. yes, we're five.

we came home and he slept on the floor on one side of the bed and nephi slept on the floor on the other side of the bed. me, amanda, and lizzie all slept in lizzie's queen sized bed.

it was such a fun night.

then we had christmas the next morning! i should have different posts for these with pictures.

and the next day the talented Kylie Nixon took Jon and my engagement photos. we've gotten a few back and they look amazing!

the rest of the time has been a huge ball of fun.

being engaged is so fun.

we've got rings on our fingers, we're on the same phone plan, and he's in our professional family photo. we're pretty much married already.

there's just oneee thinggg missiingg...but i can't really put my finger on it.

on the 5th day of christmas...

Lizzie and I went to the tree lot and bought a 44 dollar tree

for 30 dollars.

But there was no price on the tree, so how would we know?? :)

and it is perfect.

on the 6th day of christmas.

we gathered most of our addresses along with our guest list.

and had

a day/night filled with family.

on the 7th day of christmas.

my best gf gave to me...

a new head of hair.

i'll spare you the details of the hair-ball kalie extracted from the shower drain.

my little fiance gave to me...

a stressful few hours of over the phone shopping. UGH!

my father gave to me...

a day full of house shopping.

luckily, he was too worn out to be grouchy anymore.

on the 8th day of christmas...

my best friend gave to me...

a reason...

to be domestic...
and to conduct my first bridal shower.

love her.

on the 9th day of christmas.*

my true love gave to me-

a pep talk while i was sobbing.

*i'm copying. and not apologizing for it.

USMC Fiancé.

i am such a fan of these.

it explains how things are better than i can.

and yes, the ending is pretty cheesey.

You think you know me, but you haven't the slightest clue.

I'm the brunette standing behind you in line at the grocery store, eyeing the newest "Support Our Troops" magnet while paging through the latest issue of Modern Bride. The look on her face is complacent and her thoughts are thousands of miles away on some military base she's only been verbally described of over the phone.

I'm the young girl in the next car with the windows rolled up and the glassy visage only on the road ahead. The radio is set to one of the local country stations which is currently playing "Letters From Home." But you can't hear it because you're talking to a family member or a friend on your cell phone. You catch a glance at the Marines sticker on the bumper of her car but you don't know that when the song reaches "My dearest love it's almost dawn, I've been laying here all night long, wondering where you might be...", her heart breaks a thousand times.

I'm the young woman who is planning an entire wedding on her own, with only the little input she can get from her husband-to-be over the phone.

I'm the girl who visits the Marine Corps Wives website at odd hours of the night to find some kind of comfort for that lonesome feeling that has settled in the pit of her stomach.

I'm the woman who has fought an inner battle, trying to accept the path the man she loves has chosen. I'm the woman who will willingly sacrifice her family, her home to follow a man clear across the country. I'm the woman who never asked for this but deals with it without complaint.

I'm the young woman who swells with pride every time she sees her Marine standing tall in his dress blues. I'm the one who spots a Marine sticker, license plate, or flag and feels a connection with its owner, hoping that maybe she's not alone in this melancholy, sacrificial situation.

I'm the one who hates war but knows that it's a necessary thing. I'm the one who supports her President, regardless of her own opinion because he is the boss of her soon to be husband, because he's the man who our troops are fighting under.

I am the young woman who tries her hardest to go about her everyday life.

I am the young woman who tries to concentrate during her classes and do the job she gets paid to do.

I am the young woman who hates sleeping alone.

I am the young woman who closes her eyes and pretends that the man she loves is laying right there next to her, his arms wrapped around her.

I am the young woman who tries not to miss him, who tries not to cry whenever she hears his name or even the mention of marines.

I am the woman who is terrified that the love of her life will be sent off to war, disabling them to get married when they had planned, hoped, and prayed.

I am many things.

A daughter.

A sister.

A cousin.

A niece.

A co-worker.

A friend.

But most importantly, I am the fiancé of a United States Marine.

"eat, pray, love."

"I seriously believed [he] was my soul mate."

"He probably was. Your problem is, you don't understand what that means. People think your soul mate is your perfect fit, and thats what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you will ever meet because they'll tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave. And thank God for it. (...) [Their purpose is] to shake you up, (...) tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light could get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you HAD to transform your life. Then introduce you to your spiritual master and beat it. That was [his] job. And he did great. But now it's over."

Thank God for it.

< 3

as you all know, jonathan was coming into town on wednesday.

his dad and i planned on going to pick him up that morning.

it was kalie's birthday, so i had to stop by her work and wish her well before going to the airport. because of this, his dad and i drove separate. as i was driving to the airport, his dad called me to see where i was and tell me he was there and everything and "by the way, can i drive jonathan home from the airport? i need to talk to him about something." i was bummed but i of course said yes and didn't ask questions.

we picked him up from the airport and it was so amazing.

i can't explain what it is like to hug him after not seeing him for weeks.

it makes everything so worth it. all those lonely nights and tears. that pain fizzles away right when i see him, and its like he never left!

we left the airport. i drove home, and him and his dad drove to his house to 'pick up his truck.'

so i went home and busied myself with a little Parks and Rec (so...SO funny.)

little did i know...

i knew he wanted to propose, but also knew that he was getting the ring made by a family friend of his here in utah, so i didn't think that he had the ring yet.

turns out, he went home and met Becky at his house.

this is what he was doing while i was at home, unsuspecting.

this is my favorite picture. in the whole world i think.

i can't imagine what he's thinking.

he came over and picked me up and i was just happy to see him! didnt think a thing of it when i asked him what his dad wanted to talk to him about and he just smiled

we drove around for awhile with his dad, trying to avoid his mother. see, he can't keep a secret from me, but SOMEHOW kept a secret from his mom for two whole weeks. she didnt know he was coming. so finally we drove up to snowbird to their condo. his family goes to snowbird the week of thanksgiving every year.

jon was in his dads bathroom on his dads computer iChatting with us on my computer in the kitchen when his mom walked in. we talked to him a little bit, then our connection started cutting out so he said he'd call us later.

his whole family was in the kitchen gathered together. when we hung up, his mom started introducing her friend to jon's dads side of the family. jonathan walked in and stood in our circle behind his dad. his mom talked for a little bit then looked at jonathan, looked away, hurried to look back, bent over with her hands over her mouth and screamed as if she saw a ghost!!!

then she hugged him and just cried and cried! it was so cute and such a good surprise! she said she was so confused because she was picturing jon's face on the computer and trying to comprehend seeing it in real life!

it was really fun and cute.

the rest of the day was filled with family activities and a family dinner. after we'd showered and eaten, jon asked if i wanted to go on a walk.

i was suspicious, so i asked if i should dress cute, where are we going? blahblah.

he told me i didnt need to look cute (which is why...i don't look cute)

so i didnt think it was anything special.

we walked around the cliff lodge where we were staying at snowbird. we talked about having our reception there, danced a spanish dance outside of the latin bar, and laughed and laughed.

the only thing was...he wouldn't hold my hand with his left hand.

he told me that he wanted to take us to our favorite spot.

we walked outside and walked up a little trail.

when we stopped, we had the beautiful mountains as a backdrop, along with a clear starry sky. we talked for a bit, and looked at the stars before he asked me when i was going to ask him why this is our favorite spot.

Jon: Are you going to ask me why this is our favorite spot?

A.J.: Why?

Jon: Ask me again.

A.J.: Why is this our favorite spot?

Jon: Ask me again.

A.J.: Why is this our favorite spot?

Jon: Because...this is where I asked you to marry me.

and he got down on one knee and pulled the ring box out of his left pocket and proposed.

then he sweet talked me for a little bit while trying to hold back softsoft sobs. (haha)

it was perfect.

we jumped up and down and danced around and decided we needed to document it, so we put his camera on the three picture timer and got these.

that is a happy couple.

we went up to the room and announced it to everyone there.

they were so happy, and welcomed me to the family.

then i made the phone calls. i called my grandma, my sisters, my dad..(SCARY!) and lyndsi, jessi, and kalie.
i guess proposing really takes it out of you. he's asleep 60% of the time.

(just kidding lover, you did better this vacation)

i waited until thursday to tell the rest of my family. luckily, jon got to come to our thanksgiving dinner. so i told my aunt and uncle, and all my cousins there. and they all got to meet jon! i was so happy. it was the perfect time for him to ask me. its been hard not having my family see him very much and get to know him, so this gave them something to talk about. thanksgiving was fun, and we even took family pictures with the new member of our family.

this is where he proposed. it was so beautiful.on friday, we had the chance to go to dinner and celebrate our engagement by getting our families together. (most of them)

it was really fun, lots of laughs. and frogurt after (of course!)

love this boy.  "my wife is crazy."
the draper temple.

so....when is the date?

well.

i'll explain this as simply as i can.

in december jon SHOULD find out where he is going to get stationed once he graduates school in february. we're hoping for california but it could be anywhere.

lets pretend its california.

he'll get stationed around feb 5th. thats when he'll move to california.

once he gets there into the 'fleet', he'll have a better idea of when he will be deployed.

if he gets deployed anytime within 2010, we'll probably wait until he gets home and get married right after. once he gets home from deployment, he will stay state side for AT LEAST a year before getting deployed again.

if he gets to the fleet and finds out that he wont deploy for another year, we'll probably get married in may. thats the soonest i can get married because thats when i GRADUATE! and thats when lizzie is available. and that way, we can have as much time together as possible before deployment.

so really, we can't make any decisions or arrangements until february. i will keep everyone updated. i am so happy and so excited.

i know its cliche, but i feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

i can not wait to get married and be able to move somewhere with just jon.

i know right now i can't imagine how hard it will be, but i am so excited be alone in a state somewhere having to figure out marriage as a couple.

its going to be a crazy adventure.

i am just so happy.

coming soon.

the story of the proposal.

there is no way i could be any happier.

wishful wednesday part II.

crappy day.

i wish this week would go by faster.

i wish i knew how to do my huge autocad project that is due tomorrow.

i wish i hadn't have almost hit that pole when i pulled over to get out of the way for an ambulance.

i wish i didn't accidently dye my hair multicolored. similar to a leopard.

i wish for the best. thanksgiving. EVER.

thankful for.

my car.

school/teachers.

my JOB! Hi, my name is A.J., i'm employed and i love life. ps i love horses.

my gran.

books.

clothes. even though they aren't cute anymore, i'm so grateful i could once afford clothes.

pictures.

...

....

.....

what i did tonight.

"Smells like the hospital" in Swedish. Thanks Jon.

hung out with gf2,bf2,and bf2's brother at ikea.

i'll leave some of it up to your imaginations.

i think its for the best.

<3

reasons to be cheerful, part 3...

"...is a song by Ian Dury and the Blockheads. in 1979 it reached number 3 in the UK charts. In it he lists many, including: Generosity and politeness, yellow socks, equal voting, being released from prison and a cure for smallpox.

For me, a few would be orangey-red, new york city, pets, crushes, glue, guys, parties and sharpies.

What are YOURS?"

Mine are.

1. chocolate.

2. seeing and enjoying old friends.

3. my granny.

4. dancing shamelessly for hours until completely tuckered out.

5. traveling to a NEW place.

6. the holidays.

7. new favorite songs.

8. ichatting.

9. chicken noodle soup.

10. my lovely altima. (not actually that lovely, but i treat it well and in return, it treats me well)

"Last night I went to Tomoe, a very hip Japanese place on Thompson Street. And this man and woman were on a date, and the woman says, "You're gonna LOVE this place. It is INCREDIBLE. The sushi here is totally AWESOME! But you have to try to yellowtail. IT-IS-AMAZING! AMAZING!"

And I'm thinking, this woman has just used up all of her superlatives! If it were me, I would wait until that piece of yellowtail jumped up, ran out onto Houston Street, hailed a cab to the airport, jumped on a flying fish roe, flew to the Middle East, created a lasting peace, came back, turned unto Johnny Depp, stepped over the bodies if Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson, and Matt Damon, pulled the Hope Diamond out of his pocket, popped open a magnum of Chateau d'Yquem 1929, got down on one knee and said "WILL YOU BE MY BRIDE?"

Then, and only them, would I say "You know what? THAT YELLOWTAIL IS AMAZING."

excerpts from "all the wrong people have self-esteem. an inappropriate book for young ladies* *or, frankly, anybody else."

by laurie rosenwald.

do yourself a favor and buy or at least read this.

advice.

are you looking for a couple different easy way to make me mad?

i'll help you out.

1. i absolutely LOVE being parented. i grew up without my mom, and my dad isn't one to tell me what to do. i think he may have tried once. so

if you're thinking about giving me advice i never asked for, please do.

2. known fact-i have anxiety. i have learned how to take control of it...for the most part. i no longer hyperventilate when going on vacations at least. but when i get one simple text that says "hey...i have bad news." i lose it. especially when coming from my marine. (I can't graduate. I'm getting deployed tomorrow. I actually just found out I joined for 8 years instead of four. I can't come home for Christmas) my mind. goes. NUTS.

well both of these things happened yesterday, which turned the day into something so, so great. well, boyf resolved both of these issues. turns out the bad news he had for me, was as bad as i expected, which is so annoying.

after he sent me the "I have bad news" text, it took him forever to explain what the bad news was. he had duty over thanksgiving, so he definitely can't come home. my good mood was deflated. i just left school, got in dads car, listened to demi lovato (obvious) and cried my way home. my bad mood caused tension in jon's day which only got worse. then he fell asleep before we made up which is another thing that i love. luckily, he wakes up in the night when he has to go to the bathroom (not all can be so lucky. not me. just in general.) and text me at like midnight my time. i got on ichat and we chatted the night away.

he decided to do a very good thing and give me a surprise.

wish number 1.

granted.

i wish jonathan would come home for thanksgiving.:

18 days.

wishful wednesday.

i wish jonathan would come home for thanksgiving.:

i wish i had an iphone.:

i wish i was perfect.

i wish i wasn't so gangster.

i wish new york was here. if that makes sense. i miss it so much.

RIP Bentley.

this is so hard to write. but i can't stop thinking about it.

this morning i found out one of my friends had passed away.

three months ago.

and i JUST found out.

amanda introduced me to bentley.

i was a senior in high school. they lived on the same floor in the dorms at the U.

we hung out a bit while bryson and i were OFF, which was rare (ha.)

during that time, i found a book of mormon in his room. he said that some girl gave it to him. he'd never read it.

i wrote my testimony in it.

and the scripture john 1:5

"If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him." i wrote about the prophet Joseph Smith. we went a couple years without seeing each other. he'd call every once and awhile and leave a message. his voice was so cute. unmistakable. he'd text every once and while, inviting me to a party. bentley was drunk 90 percent of the time that i saw him. he cursed like a sailor. he took me to my first college party at the u. i was 17. he never once asked me to drink. but i have never met anyone else more philosophical than Bentley. every time i hung out with him, he would ask about the church. i don't know how many LDS people he knew, but he didn't seem afraid to talk about it. and wasn't afraid to test me. WHY do you believe it? WHAT do you believe? what happens if this... what do you think about these people... what's wrong with just leading a good life? he made me question the church so many times. and i am so grateful for that. 3 years after writing in his BOM, he would still bring up how i wrote in it. he moved around a few times and took it with him every time he moved. he even came to church with me once. and he made me soo insecure. he asked me why everyone used their phones during class and during sacrament meeting. he was appalled at how disrespectful people were. he asked me why some of the boys wore white shirts and suits, and some of them wore colored shirts. and he asked me so many other difficult questions. he never settled with an "I don't know." or "I'm not sure..." i can't really explain the boy. he traveled all around the world. studied philosophy. graduated with a bachelor's in may from the U. hiked, climbed, sailed. he made me try escargot. wasn't afraid to make you feel inadequate. i'm sorry that i didn't know you were supposed to put the napkin on your lap right when you sat down, not just when you got your food. i wrote his friend to find out what had happened. Bentley killed himself. its such a terrible twist to the story. why didn't i contact him more? why did i stop taking him to church? i thought that he wanted to go just because he liked me,  so i stopped talking to him. what if i hadn't have done that? what if that was all he needed? what could i have done differently, and why didn't i do it? and worst of all... why...WHY did it take me so long to figure out he was gone? i could have never guessed that he would do this. i knew all day today that he had died, i just didn't know how. and all day, i kept thinking. i kept thinking about when people die young. most of the time, when you talk to their friends and family, they can tell you that they saw signs, looking back, that they would die early. they would talk about after they die. or they would simply live every single day as if it was their last. Bentley is no exception. he questioned everything about life. i looked at his facebook and read the comments his friends have left him since he left. he impacted everyone he spoke to. he would ask questions and really listen to the answers. he would make you think and make you ponder. make you question your beliefs, to see if thats what you really believed. i am talking like he was my best friend. he was not. since he left, i have thought about texting him once.  one time in over 4 months. but he is my only friend who has died.  and it scares me, and really makes me think. life can get taken away from you so swiftly. and people who you would never expect, could be suffering.  suffering so much that they feel they can't go on. my thoughts are all bejumbled. i don't mean to preach. i know that heavenly father wants us to help each other, thats what we are all here for. to listen to each others problems, and be sensitive. because none of us can handle this life alone. i know that bentley's now in a better place. i really hope that i was right about all the stuff we talked about. i'd hate to think that i was wrong, because i know that he won't let me get away with it. i also know that we all have our own stories. God knows them all perfectly. we're all going to get judged differently. i really believe that he's not going to count how many times we lied and how many drinks we had. its not about how many rated R movies we didn't watch, and whether or not we had sex before we were married. it'll probably be a nice sit down conversation, to discuss why we did certain things when we did and how we did them. it seems like a pleasant enough conversation and oddly enough, i kind of look forward to it. and until then, i'm going to try to live my life to the very fullest! and if you need to talk, please write me. because listening to your problems makes me feel better than complaining about all of mine. :)

cutecute.

This girl on facebook added this little list. I thought it was cute.


To Our Men:
1.) If she wasn't emotional before, that is all about to change. (HA!)
2.) You getting a higher rank could just mean an automatic free lay.
3.) Get her a pair of dog tags, ASAP. This is crucial, she will never take them off.
4.) Most of the time, you losing reception during training is your fault. Though, she will eventually understand.
5.) Most of the time, everything is your fault. This especially goes for when she is pregnant.
6.) She WILL start talking like your guys and you talk, including using your last names.
7.) Her patriotism could out-do most of your men... she will be proud... VERY proud.
8.) Be ready: your car will end up with a yellow ribbon magnet of an "I LOVE MY MARINE" sticker eventually. If you have separate cars, hers will DEFINITELY have these.
9.) She will most likely need a pair of dog tags to hang from the car's rear view mirror. (see 3)
10.) Every week she'll have "another song" that makes her think of you when you're away. And she'll cry to it, even when you're in the same room.
11.) She'll make 5 million friends online, and talk to you about them all the time because her "old friends just don't understand" like they do.
12.) Don't be shocked when she just drops civilian chicks out of her life like flies. She mostly does this when they complain to her.
13.) DO NOT if you love her, say anything about you not wanting to make her wait for you... TRUST me men, YOU ARE WORTH every breath to these women, or they wouldn't be here.
14.) Most women actually do LOVE it when you are sweaty and dirty, even the girlie girls. It's sexy as hell!
15.) Only bring up the field once, say it clear, and don't bring it up again. We will remember the time, the dates like stone inside our mind. Don't remind us.
16.) You are our hero. That isn't us being cute, it's us swelling with pride, feeling like a princess every time we glance over and you're standing there.
17.) Don't worry about waking her up when you get a chance to call, trust me, she's NOT sleeping. If she is, she's been waiting for you to call all night and she fell asleep next to the phone.
18.) Leave at least 3 of your shirts for her...she'll wear them all the time and if she doesn't wear them out she WILL wear them to sleep.
19.) No matter what she was like before, she is tougher and harder than a rock now. She can handle anything, she will get through it, tears or no tears.
20.) Don't be discouraged or taken back from her strength. It comes with territory. When in your arms, she's still your princess, soft and sweet.
21.) Your kids might see mommy as the one in charge for a while, it's okay, they will respect you, just give it time.
22.) EVERYTHING in her life will be complicated, so she might not always get the simple things you say to her.
23.) She will spend hours to look good on cam and pics for you.
24.) Her favorite sentences from you start with "when I get home".

Lastly guys,
25.) No matter how much she's changed, never forget that you mean the world to her, she loves you more than anything and you will ALWAYS be her hero...whether you think you are one or not.

travels.

well, i havent updated in awhile. i look back at all my pictures from the past little while, and they are all of jon and i. funny...seeing as how i only see him once a month:)

in september, i went out to see him at camp pendleton in san diego, california. he was at marine combat training for 4 weeks. we got to talk every weekend he was there. it was oh so good to finally see him and get to squeeze his little self!

this is us at ruby's on the pier.

i got there on saturday and he was able to stay at the hotel with me saturday night. we went shopping and we went out to eat for our 6 month anniversary at a nice restaurant. we didnt take very many pictures.

he had to report back sunday afternoon. we were late of course and he was riled up of course but we made it on time and he didnt even get in trouble!

sunday night, amanda and nephi came to the hotel to hang out with me! we went off base to oceanside and ate pizza and ice cream and were really nice to nephi like we always are!!!

monday morning, my dear friend gabes came to hang out with me! i wish i would have gotten pictures of me with my guests. we went out to eat on base and marveled at how bland that place is. and how sweet all the marine boys are for staring at us like we are the first girls they've ever seen <333

this is us at his graduation! not as big of a deal at boot camp graduation was, but now he knows how to combat..........or something.

who looks cuter holding the gun? and who looks like they know what they're doing? annndddd whose guns are bigger?

after graduation, jonathan got on a bus, and i drove to the Vigil's. they took me to the airport where jon was waiting for me :)

he got to take me up to my gate (he, of course, had to flash his military id in order to do so...). we hung out at my gate for a couple hours. finally when it was my time to go...we hugged goodbye....until the plane guy called my name and said it was time for me to get on the plane. i was the last one on.

i came back to utah, and jon went to north carolina for his Marine Occupational Specialty something or other. aka school. so he's in NC for school...

this is him at school. SOMEone makes him stay up late and talk on the phone. funny. poor boy is so sleepy.

lucky me...i got to go visit him again last weekend!! he had 72 hours of free time....so me and his roommates girlfriend decided to surprise our boys and come visit! well...turns out we can't rent a hotel room on base if we arent a marine. so we had to tell them we were coming. but they were still surprised because we told them two weeks before we were coming. it was the longest two weeks ever, but we finally got there!

we got there friday morning. hannah and i met at the airport, and took a taxi to the hotel room. unfortunately, we couldn't check in until jon got there since the room was under his name. so they said that they'd be there at noon. hannah and i waited around until they called....and when they called they told us that their leader inspected the rooms on their floor and they failed. so they had to clean the entire floor again and get it inspected again and hope that they pass. so they said they'd be there at 2. soooo we waited some more....2 o clock came and went....3 o clock came and went.... and finally. FINALLY at 4 o clock they came! as soon as i saw him i forgot how mad at him i was...ha. and we went shopping and ate and checked into our room and tried to nap. hannah and i had been flying all night so we were super tired but we couldnt sleep. finally after filling our bellies, we all fell asleep that night at 8:30.

on saturday we went to the beach! it was sooo beautiful and so warm. the waves. were. HUGE! we got tossed and turned all around, it was so funny. jon's pale skin hasn't seen the light of day in MONTHS, so he was as red as a lobster right where a t shirt would be:)

this is jon and his roommate, brandon. we shared a room with him and his gf, they were really cute and fun! this is them with a washed up blow fish...yummy.

we went out to jacksonville for a night, it was so fun! we saw couples retreat which was supperr cute. i recommend it...even though its a bit dirty...

the rest of the weekend was fun. it was low key, lots of shopping and eating on base. it was a lot prettier than camp pendleton.

finally on monday we had to say goodbye. it was awful. it gets harder saying goodbye every time.

he is the sweetest boy, these pictures dont really do our vacations justice...but its the best i can do. things between him and i couldn't get any better. its pretty cool that he's in the military, i get to go to all these fun places chasing him around...so i'm not complaining one bit!!
last picture. i showed this picture to my dad and he said "Well that's disgusting." i said "What is disgusting?" laughing so hard and he replied "His eyes!" sad!!