gonegonegone.

jon left this week.

he's now somewhere in the middle east. 

maybe i should have written this post when i was feeling good, i'm starting to be sad.

we had fun the day before he left. 

we got our reimbursement back for the move...

$$$$$$$

we got twice as much back than we expected.

that amount also happened to be equal to two of jon's paychecks. 

we paid all of our bills so that we were a paycheck ahead on them, and then.....

spent spent spent. 

we got lunch, went to barnes and noble to get books for him to take with him and a book for me to read,

best buy to get a hard drive to back up both of our computers in case they crash in the next 7 months, 

headphones for jon to take with him, work out stuff for him, 

and my darling got me such a beautiful coach purse.

the best part about that is, there was only one left and there was a minor stratch, 

so they gave us 5% off.

also, in two weeks, the purses are going on sale for 15% off. I just need to take in my receipt and they will give me money back.

they're like...paying me for using their purse. 

it was so awesome being able to spend freely, it was such a fun last day to have him here.

oh, did i mention that we paid off his credit card and my credit card this week??

then i made cookies for jon to take with him on the plane(s).

i tried to make the frosting RED for marine corps colors...it turned out pink.

i sent my husband to afghanistan with pink cookies.

that night, we went on a date. 

his hair cut is a joke, fyi. he wanted to get a flattop for his deployment.

he's so so awful.

we went to bed at a reasonable time, knowing we had to wake up early.

i woke up earlier than i expected, however. at 1:50 am to be exact. 

my angry, angry stomach woke me up, screaming at me, telling me i had to throw up.

i hadn't felt anxious or an overwhelming feeling of anticipation until that time.

and boy was i anxious.

i woke jon up and told him i wasn't going to take him to Camp Pendleton to drop him off.

jon has been working about an hour away for three months.

every morning around 4-5:20, jon would kiss me goodbye.

i'd barely wake up enough to say 'i love you'.

on the days that jon got to go in later,

(appointment, or something...)

i would wake up and we would talk. 

and it was the hardest ever for him to leave and for me to watch him leave.

so, for months, i have been telling him that on the day of his deployment, 

i wanted him to just kiss me goodbye while i was asleep.

it was a joke. but the morning before he had to leave, i wasn't joking. 

he rubbed my tummy until i fell asleep.

when he woke me up at 4, i knew i had to take him.

he woke me up, undressed me (uh), and carried me to the shower.

(what am i going to do while he's gone when i have to wake up early? 

i simply can not get myself out of bed sometimes...)

then we were on our way to camp pendleton.

this is us at 5 am...feelin pretty good about the situation.

jon was assigned to be a Guardian Angel. meaning, he had to stay awake at every stop to make sure everything was okay, also it meant that he got to carry rounds with his gun...

doesnt he look like such a nice guardian angel??

we waited...and waited. until finally the buses came around 845.

so we said our goodbyes. just hugged, and cried.

it was so hard to say goodbye.

i love him dearly, and i just want him to be safe.

i'm so proud of him though, and know that 7-8 months will go by fast.

we've been preparing for this since march.

remember?

so i've got this.

i'm not going to say it doesn't suck.

but the good parts about it?

finally i can sleep through the night, i'm not constantly pushing jon back onto his 'side' of our full sized bed.

and

the extra $$, obviously. paying off bills and saving saving.

and thats about it.

as soon as i returned home from camp pendleton, i came home to this.

little rumbi, licking the tears off my face.

she is such a good companion.

she is biting me 99.9% of the time, but she sure does keep me company.

when i get out of the shower, i open the door to see her laying on the carpet in the hallway.

when i'm working, she's sleeping at my feet under the desk.

when i'm eating, she's sitting on my lap at the table.

when i'm sleeping, she's also sleeping (or biting my fingers and playing with my hair) on jon's pillow.

she runs to the door when i get home, cries when she thinks i left but am really just upstairs, and jumps around so happy when i wake up in the morning, hours after she first started biting my hand.

in fact, this is her positioning right now. i love her.

and lastly.

here is my jar of candies.

see how its already almost empty!!?

i've already eaten two.

come home soon, baby.


p.s.
kelli, thank you for flattering me. 
and making me feel better about my poorly planned wedding. :)