i'm alive.

Oh, it's been so long.

let me show you some pictures of when I went to visit Jon in March.

after having a bit of a break down, jon took me on this rollercoaster. its on the beach.

well...basically.

me at mission beach.

i got to see my two lovers! Lindsay is my cousin who lives in La Jolla (no more than 15 minutes from us) and amanda boo, hello. amanda came down and we shopppppped and laughhhedddd and had a good time togetherrrrr....etc.

i dont know when this picture was taken but i just wanted to post it. i feel like it displays our love of technology and shopping.

we went to a circus randomly. we were hanging out with jon's good friend from high school. he's a marine and stationed at camp pendleton. his gf was there and we drove to get yogurt and passes a circus. we knew we needed to go. well it was 100% sketchy. and not entertaining. jon dropped items from my purse under the bleachers and had to hop a fence to get "my" (kalie's) hair clip that i never use. and yes i did get that gum stuck on the bottom of my shoe.

this is me in little italy. we love, love that place. 

another treat.

guess i better get baking while my dad lets me use his money to do it!!

that won't be the case for long.

so, i made these Brownie Candy Cups last night.

i bought carmel to put on top of them.

i don't like carmel so i haven't put any on yet,

but i took some to work and they were a hit!!

so yum and easy.

i even ate one for breakfast.

i am disgusting.

big news.

yes, we got some fun news on our anniversary (fancy that).

Jon got called into his superiors office.

what did his superior tell him?

"We need people to go to Afghanistan. We'll be leaving any time between August and December of this year."

i cried for a good half hour, put on jon's dog tags and went on with my day.

so while Jon is __,___ miles away doing-

this

this

this

and hopefully lots of this.;

I will hopefully be

eating myself silly

spending lots of time with cousins all over the US

staying a proud and supportive wife

daddy's little girl again!

beaching with visitors (thats YOU)

loving my innocent little one(s) who don't give me the sympathetic eye

making girlfriends

and R and R-ing the sh.. out of those 7 months.

and whenever he leaves, for however long,

i'm telling you that instead of becoming

depressed,

bitter,

and angry,

i'm going to try to become

prouder

more grateful for our time spent together,

and stronger.

so bring on the briefing,

the extra bonus pay with scary names,

and the 80 hour work weeks.

because it may all start with a goodbye, but will end with a hello.

BAM.