Please accept my apologies for the perhaps Debbie Downer posts lately. A lot has been going on around these parts and its weighing heavy on us, some good news and some not so good news. Things are looking UP, but we're not out of the woods yet.

So in the meantime, let me share with you some things that are making me smile today!















Right? Can't wait to see the movie...




Mr. Jetplane bought a new Harley when he came back from deployment. Actually he bought it over there and it was made for him while he was deployed. We only got to ride it a couple of times before it got cold. Can't wait for warmer weather...



Now I want a pet giraffe.



If that doesn't make you smile, then you have a problem.



I just used this joke on Mr. Jetplane the other night. He found it funny...because we are both Harry Potter nerds :)

So we're well into our 2nd month of deployment and I'll admit to you all, that is starting to get hard.

Up and until now I think I let myself think he was just on TDY and would be back in a month or so. But sadly that is not the case. My husband is at war. Yeah that's a strange and surreal thing to think about it. He is doing well or as well as can be expected. They fly everyday and there are no days off.

So what does life look like right now...well here it is in words sans pictures...

1. Having a cell phone attached to you at all times and panic when you can't find your charger.

2. Knowing that 0000123456 is Skype calling your cell phone.

3. Waking up at 3am and reading an email you got from your husband telling you good morning.

4. Perhaps having an adult beverage or 2 on a particularly bad Tuesday night. (from your comfort of your couch)

5. Refusing to watch or delete your hubby's favorite shows that the DVR records.

6. Meeting up at your girlfriend's house and running late to a movie because she's Skyping with her husband. Obviously you are more than happy to be late.

7. Feeling the pain of your hubby calling you at 11am during the week and you're on a conference call and can't talk.

8. Letting the dogs cuddle with you in bed from 6am - 7am which is a huge no no in our house when Mr is home.

That's what my life looks like right now...glamorous no?

Sorry I've been away. I've been busy with work and life. I went to Vegas last week and have been digging out of work since I got back on Sunday. More blogging to come... I do have a lot to talk about... Stay Tuned :)

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!".

I still and probably always feel awkward when someone thanks me for the work that my husband does. It always makes me feel strange but it makes me feel proud at the same moment. Did I ever envision this being my life...well I think I already answered that....no. Am I honored to be married to my gorgeous fly boy...of course.

Sometimes people ask me for some sage advice about becoming a military wife, which I find humorous. What do I say to people...well... I think you need to develop 2 things a thicker skin and a good sense of humor...both will come in handy...oh and I find a stocked liquor cabinet handy...but hey that's just me.

Sorry folks, there is no Pug Friday today but there is something way better....Its Mr. Jetplane's graduation day.

I turn 30 on June 2nd. 30 people...30...the big 3 mfing 0.

By the horrible light in the Air Force motel I stayed at in Idaho I spotted 5 more disgusting gray hairs sprouting from my left side hair line. Granted I KNOW I don't look like I'm going to turn 30 next month, but its happening people. People feel the need to constantly remind me that I don't look old enough to 30. For example all this occurred during my Idaho trip.

1. Real Estate Agent and I were at a Bunco charity event and I made a comment about my upcoming birthday and trip to Vegas....her response "Oh Thank God, I thought you might be young enough to be my grand-daughter!" Yeah no, I'm not 20 I'm turning 30.

2. At airport buying a book since I finished my newest Sookie book at the beginning of my flight from Chicago to Boise. I am wearing yoga pants, a Notre Dame tshirt, and wrap sweatshirt jacket. I place my book on the counter and the cashier (who doesn't speak English all that well) asks me, oh do you like ND, why yes I do sir. Then he asked something that I thought I understood but needed it repeated to me 3x... Are you planning on going there for college???
No, I graduated college 8 yrs ago....then I get what I always get...NO WAY. YOU LOOK SOOOO YOUNG. Then he proceeded to tell me a totally inappropriate story about his attractive neighbor (with a banging body illustrated with hand gestures) who has 3 daughters and she's in her 40s but all the boys are hitting on her all the time...ummm thanks Mr. I totally don't need to hear this, this morning.

3. A lovely man from Orange County sitting next to me on my flight home from Chicago to Raleigh, who definitely knew entirely too much about celebrity gossip (wink wink) talked at length about how I didn't look my age, how he'd DIE for my skin, and then had an in depth conversation about if one can breast feed with implants.

Yeah people...it was quite a trip.

But the point of the story is .... I am turning 30. I wanted to be in good shape by 30, I wanted to have dropped the extra couple of lbs I've put on since our wedding. But the thing about that is...well to be totally honest with you...I'm freaking lazy. And between work, the move, and well utter laziness, working out is something I have no interest in doing... ugh.

30 people...30. I know its not the end of the world, I KNOW THAT. But its a BIG deal. I'm not in my 20s anymore...30 seems so ADULT, and I don't feel ADULT. When should I start feeling like an ADULT? Oh boy...that's a whole other issue for another post...

XOXO

Happy Hump Day... and Happy Cinco de Mayo!!!

TODAY IS THE DAY....

That I wake up and can't breathe out my nose...and hardly out my mouth.

That I wake up and realize that I didn't put my car in the garage and its raining....oh and my sun roof is open.

That I have 3 projects due and none will be finished by the end of the day.

That we find out if we're staying in North Carolina and Mr deploying in August.

That we find out if we're moving to Jolly ol England.

That we find out if we're moving to Idaho and becoming Idahoians (sp?).

That we find out where we will be for the next 3 years and in the life of this military wife...that feels like an eternity.

Bring on 5 o'clock, my heart can't take the suspense any longer...

I don't know why but this song for some reason became the Jetplanes theme song for the weekend...seriously it was on the radio every other time we were in the car...

Hello all and Happy Monday, if that's even possible. Busy Bee, I am yet again...

So this weekend we got the low down on yet another mil couple we know that are getting divorced.

The circumstances are crazy and too ridiculous to actually detail but it involves the following:

Cheating, Commanding Officers, divorces, and kids...

Its wayyyyy more colorful than that but still... it leads me to the following question particular for the mil couples out there...

We (and the military) expect more from officers in the military. Our husbands'/wives' bosses demand a certain level of integrity and ethics in each one of them. Therefore I expect the same in their spouses.

So to all out there... what does it mean to be wife (or husband) to someone in the military. And what does it mean to be an Officer's Wife (Husband)?

I get asked that question a lot, and to be completely honest... I don't really know. But I do know it doesn't mean cheating with someone else's husband and ruining their career in the process.

UPDATE: This isn't an enlisted vs. officer thing. I don't wear my husband rank or anything like that. Its more what does it mean to be the wife of a man in the military? The military is new to the Jetplanes and there are expectations and demands that one wouldn't consider.

I know several men that have been given notices that will not allow them to get promoted, lost top secret clearance, kicked out of the military, etc. for doing things that if happened in the civilian world wouldn't affect their jobs.

If these men/women act a certain way in the personal life they, in some people's eyes, aren't viable leaders in the military. At first it seems too harsh, but after some thought I generally agree with their decisions.

So again... this IS NOT an enlisted v. officer wife thing. I only know one point of view, but I know if I do certain things in my personal, professional, and/or financial life, it very well could have an affect on my husband's career.