Showing posts with label boot camp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boot camp. Show all posts

Sunday, August 30, 2009

august '09. a bit different than i expected...

well. a lot has happened since i last updated. 
i'll skip the insanity
and post pictures of the end of california/first few weeks back in utah. 
you can figure it out for yourself. 

first of all, this girl came to visit me. finally! she came for jon's graduation...and for moral support for me. 


and for girl time of course.


this is jon at graduation. he went to boot camp for 13 weeks. the only contact we had was through letters. 
Marine Corps boot camp is as bad as you've probably heard. most likely worse. but after three months, he finally became a United States Marine!!
The guy on the left is one of his drill instructors....scary. 

i'd seen jon the day before graduation for family day. they were super strict with PDA and all that. this is the first real hug i got in welcoming him home! after three long long months. once he got released, we got to take him home. no more boot camp! and time to nurse him back to life! so sad... 

bf1, gf1, and gf2. i'm so glad this girl was there.


we went straight to the beach after graduation. (well...kind of straight. we made sure to play dress up in jon's uniforms first.)
what tanline?

after boot camp, jon got 10 days of leave. meaning he got to do whatever he wanted.
what did he do? 
ate AT LEAST a half a pan of brownies every night, fell asleep any/everywhere (he'd seriously start twitching two seconds after sitting down. laying on the cement by the pool, in the movie theater, on the tour bus at the zoo...) and spent lots of time with meee. 
then he got permission to get 7 days of Recruiter's Assistance, so he stayed an extra week! and worked 10-5.  

ah finally reunited! and it felt so good.

so after a fun 17 days, we had to say goodbye again. 
he went back to california on august 18th for marine combat training. he'll be there for four weeks.
he took his phone and gets every saturday and sunday off ! so we can talk all day on those days! and he isnt supposed to, but definitely sneaks texts to me every night. it is sooo much better than boot camp.
we even ichatted today! 
you know his Marine friends LOVED watching him take this picture.  

in two weeks i am going to san diego to see him!  i'm flying in on saturday, and he gets all saturday and sunday off for his overnight liberty! since he's such a good mormon, he has lots of friends and hook ups at the church. some of his older friends, Steve and Judy Vigil, are letting us borrow their car! we are so thankful, because otherwise we'd be stuck on base...fun. he has to report back on sunday night. then monday i think i'll just be on my own? i dont really know what he'll be doing but i dont think he'll have any liberty/free time to see me. then tuesday is MCT graduation. after that we'll both go to the airport. i'll be flying home, and he'll be flying to north carolina for MOS school for 16 weeks.

so its been a crazy few months. he's already been gone longer than he's been home in the months that we've dated. but it is so fun. everyday is such an adventure.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

here we are.

My day consisted of
-Waking up late of course. The only reason why I woke up 15 minutes before sacrament meeting started is because Jesus gently shook me NO JOKE. I am not being blasphemous.
-Running to Jon's church. Sitting through fast and testimony meeting, listening to Jon and his mother bare theirs. Really touching, really sad, tons of tears.
-Walking out of the church and seeing someone trying to slice Jon's tires. Uh, wtf? Do you REALLY want to mess with a future marine? Jon chased after them and banged on the window but the guy wouldn't stop so he bottomed out his brand new BMW and Jon threw his keys at the back of his car as hard as he could from ten feet away.
-Family party with fun conversation and fun food. The old ladies from his ward love me, Mrs. Moody told me that she hopes things work out with Jonathan and I. I told her I did too. We ended the party with all saying something to Jon. What we thought about him, what we wished for him, etc...
I said (after saying "I'll try not to make this too personal...") "I think that you are one of the strongest people I have ever met. Mentally and physically. And as you go into the Marines, I know that you aren't going to do anything but excel. You're going to make it to the very top."
-He asked for a blessing from one of the men, then him, his mother and brother were on their way. They went to the recruiting office, then went down to the Radisson to check him it at the hotel. I help cleaned up the house, then laid on their couch for awhile before having a panic attack then drove to my dads and chilled out a bit...I went back as soon as he got home. We jumped on the tramp with his brother (laughed so hard) then watched the golden compass. I did not fall asleep, Jon did, but I could still not tell you what that movie is about. Figure that one out. We then ate left overs, then went to Albertson's for milk. When we got back, we watched a really cool movie. Men in the Quarom of the Seventy that are war veterans were talking about how being in the military is going to affect us. What to do and expect, and what not to do. Finally, we decided it was ready to go. So he bid farewell to his family while i waited in the car. On the way down, we laughed and talked. It was light hearted. Then we hung out in the lobby for a bit. He finally walked me to my car and we said goodbye. We were teary eyed but it was pretty easy. We hugged a lot, and kissed a lot. And flirted and laughed. I really love that kid, he makes me so happy. Even when I should be sad. Then I drove away. And he stood there and waved. And watched me drive away. And when he was out of my sight, I started to cry. And I cried the whole way home. The shameless kind of cry with your hand over your mouth and your eyes wide. Shocked and upset with yourself that you're crying to hard, and scared about being at the point where you have a reason to cry that hard.
It was a good day. I'm home now. Wearing his "American by Birth, Marines by Choice" shirt (haha), going through all my texts trying to save the cutest ones. Which is an impossible task, seeing as how we're the most embarrassingly cute couple ever. Our texts to each other are quite ridiculous.
"Hey gorgeous"
"I miss you."
"I miss you more."
"I can NOT wait to see you !!"
Random "I love you"'s in the middle of the day, middle of a normal conversation. Eeeee thinking about him makes me happy.
Even given the circumstances. Crazy? Yes.
Natural? Very.