Over the past couple of weeks I've had a lot of really crazy dreams. I'm pretty sure Mr leaving is screwing with my subconscious and providing me with these horrible dreams.


The other morning Mr. came in to tell me goodbye...he'd already been up for a hour studying for something or another and came to grab something and give me a kiss goodbye*.


I informed him that I had a horrible dream that he was going to leave me for a friend of ours, who is a girl in another squadron. We actually hung out with her over the weekend.


Mr laughed and said "Oh God...no way."

I said "You told me I wasn't the refuge you were hoping for."

He said, "I don't even know what that means..."

I responded, "Yeah, you're always a lot smarter in my dreams".


He walked out of the bedroom closing the door telling me I was mean. I assured him I was joking and then 5 seconds later he said "Okay, I know what it means now...damn it, it shouldn't have taken me that long..."



Those are the conversations I'm going to miss when he's gone to the desert. The lighthearted joking we give each other all day everyday. People often laugh at us when we were around. People think we're fighting, but rest assured we're not. Its a crazy, perhaps deranged way we show affection to each other. I know we're freaks, but its ok.



Its us, I'm a firm believer that every couple has their own language of love and sometimes ours includes calling each other a dumbass occasionally...


Over the winter, we've been doing a fair amount of snowboarding...well I'm learning Mr is an old pro. Here he is tearing it up on the slopes...

I'm gonna miss this as well...

* As the wife of an aviator, it is a must in our household that when you leave the house no matter the time of day or night or what you are doing, you find your spouse give them a kiss/hug and tell them you love them. Something can happen during a flight, heck something could happen walking to your car, I want my last words to my spouse to be "I Love You!".