Home sweet house

As much as i am glad to be going back to texas for christmas, I think i shall very much miss what has quickly become home. I also think that I have accidentaly planted roots here.

Hopefully when we're restationed it doesnt hurt too much.

Who ever knew you could be happy not only so far away from people you love. More surprising is that im happy in CALIFORNIA of all places. I swore never to live here because im convinced it will fall into the sea. And yet, I shall be sad to go.

I hope the next 8 or so years passes quickly so I can go back to texas and reburry my roots there. For, however much i like my current home, my heart will always live texas. And a large part of my heart lives at HEB camp. Not only did i meet and decide to marry my husband there, You know nothing of beauty until you swim across the river to "the rock" and look around.

If you asked me where i would live if i could live anywhere, it would be at HEB camp. For what ever reason, i burried roots there. Before i even met shaun i loved it there. A solem peacefulness that spoke to my soul. Even despite my bad spelling. *wink*

I think one of my fondest memories of HEB camp was the snowcone fight where danielle bit logan on the leg! no malice or anything it was just funny. It was then i realized i would never forget danielle. The fact that she bit logan was actually coinsidence.

I had hoped to take my children there but they quit going. Sad day. But someday i'll go back there.

I'll be home for Christmas!

Several things have happened since i last posted. I went to the doctor, Shaved dixie, icey-cat lost his first baby tooth, The mail lady FINALY smiled back at me, Shaun got a week long Lib-o, and i got more furnature.
Lets start at the end and work our way up shall we? lets see here... the one that wasnt on the list should probly count as the last one. I descovered a new show. I'ts called "the pretender." and its not actually a new show, but is infact quite old. 1996 or something. Still good.
Second, (or should i say sixth?) I got more furnature!!! i got a giant couch for outside, a nice wicker chair and a rug. all of theese things live on the back porch. and a kitchen table! my visiting teachers are comming tommorrow and we're going to sit at it! eeek! so exciting. That and a smelly man was selling his paintings outside biglots for $2! i got three of them. So now the walls are not quite so bare with, the painting, the blue christmas lights and some mistle toe i got at a garrage sale. Oh, i also put one of my drawings in a frame and hung that on the wall. Also, i realized we didnt have napkins so i made some! i hand sewed little roses on each of them! so cute. but my hand was soooo tired. lol. uuuh, yup that about covered the furnature.
Now then, number three/number five: shaun got a week long lib-o. And he gets his birthday off because it just happens to be in there! yay! We're going to knotts berry farm. so far we have spent it, re-descovering things like, cookies, jello, and sleep.
Next, The mail lady finnaly smiled back at me when i told her good morning!
And now, i feel we should combine two events, Icey-cat lost a tooth, and i shaved dixie bald. :D
Now then, At the doctors office. My doctor was concerned with my blood presure. for a couple days it was 144 over 94 but then it chilled back out. not sure of the cause so we're just going to keep an eye on it. I explained to her about my legs and after going over some family history, We decided to agree with aunt kay. medically speaking, the whole tarver family, are freaks of nature. any way. Next we talked about my weight. i have lost aprox 20 lbs. i am annother 20 lbs from being where i was when i got marred. Also with this next 20 lbs, i will be out of the obeese BMI (red) and into the over wieght BMI (yellow).
As far as Fertillity goes, we begin our first test on December fourth. Dr. Morrison Decided that shaun should be tested first because his is relitivley simple and mine would be rather more complicated and painful in comparison. So, time will tell.
You may have noticed my title, it seems as though i will indeed be home for christmas.
tootles!

if only...

I have a doctors appointment comming up here on thursday. Im terrified of bad news. I think i might be terrified of good news. But mostly its the bad news i think. What do you do if you find out you are incapable of procreation. I'll live sure, but what kind of life is that? I've wanted to mother my own kids for, well ever. Spawn little trouble makers to rival them all and what not. I just, sigh. I guess there is really nothing i can do either way. I could skip out on the appointment, but living in darknes is only great for a while. soon it drives you mad and you wander off a cliff looking for a flashlight. So i will go. Doctors are satists who like to see people in pain.

But what will they say?

Pray for me. I'm a little eccentric as it is. I already think about slaping pregnant ladies as i pass them, so ill need your prayers to prevent such a thing from happening. cause thats just sad.

The letter that started it all

I have been making plans to adopt. I have taken the first and most crucial part of the process. I have consented for a social worker to investigate the inner most workings of my family and decide if I am "parent material."
So I suppose it is little wonder I have not blogged in what seems to be weeks. Where as my online journal served as a cleansing tool before; a place where I could share my feelings with the void who would never judge me only listen, now seems to be a scary place. A place where I must admit true feelings and look at my self as if in a looking glass.
What can be said of raising someone else's child? Who can decide but yourself if you have the love, patience, determination, and fortitude to love a child in need as your own. I suppose you yourself cannot decide. It is simply up to the lord.
I face the question: is it possible that the reason I have not yet been able to have children because there is another child out there who desperately needs the love my husband and I can so freely give?
And if it is simply coincidence, and not some part of a huge plan, why then do I feel so compelled to do that wich I most fear?
Is in not our responsibility to care for those charged to us by heavenly father? And when others fail in their responsibilities, is it not up to us to pick up the slack and, I cant believe I'm using this cleche; feed his sheep?
I think back on what my sister said to me of foster care. And that that she DIDNT say but I understood all the same.
Should we let such things as feelings of inadequacy lead us around forever? Or should we take that first and most terrifying of steps into the darkness of the unknown and pray there is light at the end of the way?
I suppose it was a quick decision. But at the same time I have been thinking about it for years. So as I usually do, I stopped thinking about what I was sure was right and just did it. I am still frightened. But as my hero, Mary Fielding Smith, the woman I look up to when I am most in need of courage said, "I have made a step forward. And I will NOT go back."
So with those words of wisdom and a prayer in my heart, I take a deep breath and step forward. And I will NOT go back.

whew!

and as no blogg is truly complete without a picture-- junk in my car!

Today has been a verry interesting day. icey-cat got his first shot today and on Tuesday he'll be getting castrated! Hooray for catsrated kittens! lol. Also I filled my bare kitchen with NICE dishes and utensils. The kind of things i would never have been able to afford. I bout them from this very nice man who was moving out of his house. probly over 1,000 dollars in kitchen stuff. I got it all $50. INSANE! Thats why we pay tithing.... (: I mean i even have wisks, a turkey baster and a spice rack! yay! fun fun. today i invented annother recipe.

I call it: sweet chicken cheesy pasta!

put chicken breast in a shallow pan.

add 1/2 cup water.

sprinkle chicken with cinomon, creol seasoning, and parsly.

cook through then shred.

sprinkle a layer of cheese over chicken.

put cooked spaghetti noodles (you could use uncooked, but it might not taste very good...)over the chicken and cover with annother layer of cheese.

and Whala! YYUUUUM.

try it. very simple. very palatable.

i also mixed 2 parts chamomille tea with 1 part bluebery tea. also very good.

Fwd: home sweet house!

We got housing! Everybody say eehhh! Oooh! Eehhh oooh! Its beautiful. And the view out the guest bedroom is so perty. You'd never know you were in the desert. Unless of course, you knew...
A working stove! An oven a fridge! A humungus patio. They're spoiling me! We move in on monday. If you want the address shoot me an email. For obvious reasons I'm not going to post it here. Also icey is doing much better. I affectionatley call him icey-cat. And shaun not so affectionatly calls him stupid-cat. :)
shaun classed up also. He's now in the basic electronics course. Tootles!

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

Finally Settled

oh so theatrical! oh so candid.

Queen Dixie
I would like to start this post by informing you all that i am an extreemly savy and wise person. Like i said, like to -- but cant. you see, today i used dishsoap in the dishwasher becuase i forgot to buy diswasher deturgent.... yeah. We all know how that ended. :) mannaged to clean it up with no harm done. lol.
However, i can truthfully say that i am a MUCH cleaner person. if i keep this up i may become a neat freak. then i can add that to the list of things about me. lets look at that list shall we?

afraid of pennies
afraid of wasps
afraid of bees
afraid of snakes
afraid that one day ants will take over the universe. my house is proof of it..... they're penetrating the walls..... *eyeball twitch*
and now that i have lived with gail, we can happily add germaphobe.

But atleast i do the dishes and laundery and scrubing and .... you know all that stuff i am now compelled to do for fear of my health.......... lets just say shaun hasnt had to complain about the house being dirty.

now its more like, "Shaun?! cant you put your shoes IN the closet instead of HALFWAY IN the closet?" or, "Shaun?! cant you put your clothes IN the dirty hamper in stead of NEXT to it?"

lol. no joke. Shaun leaves his clothes NEXT to the dirty hamper. about two weeks ago he asked me if we even had one. i laughed so hard i peed a little.

also, i found an awesome kitty litter! it actually makes the room smell GOOD. seriously dixie ate the cat poop and her breath was FRESH! insane. shaun the informed me that i was, "never to let that dog lick me in the face again."
bye!

Day in the desert.

there's nothing like a piping hot cup of spiced chai to keep your day going. Even in the middle of the desert when its 100 degrees out and there's no ac, and your foots hurt so your in the living room instead of your bedroom where your fan is. Ahhh. Yes sir. Not sure why people drink coffee even though there's spiced chai. Perhaps they're uninformed. Well uninformed or otherwise misguided people who are still drinking coffee-- spiced chai is here! You can drink it hot, on the rocks, blended with ice, in a smoothie and at room tempurature. It amazing! Colosal even! Drink up!

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

He Sleeps.

icey's funny.

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

stepped on a nail today. I suppose that's what I get for workin on a fence with flip-flops on. Maybe this time ill learn. The nail went way in my foot anf now its all swoled up. I suppose ill have to cut back on repairs for a while.

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

Prayers

moving is within my grasp. I just have to find a place. The place I had arranged isn't going to work. I didn't have the money to stay at a motel so I'm staying with this woman temporarrily while shaun arranges other arrangements. (until I hunt down a place. funny how that works yeah?) unfortunatly shaun has had to be dropped into his comapny early and will miss a bunch of briefing. So that sucks. Pray for him.
the woman I'm staying with didn't tell me the condition the house was in. She needed my rent money to even make the place safe to live in. (busted windows and doors) I had to join the local gym because the shower doesn't work. And honestly if it did I don't think ide use it. Today (with my money) she was able to get the windows and doors fixed and the bathroom sinks and toilets to work. Can't drink the water though. I spent all yesterday and today cleaning my room, hallway, the kitchen. In each of these rooms I cleaned top to bottom. Scrubbed the floors walls cabinets (getting all the nastyness out of the countertop grouves) the base boards, doors, inside of the cabinets the pantry. I opened the fridge to clean it and almost passed out. It was gross. Needless to say it doesn't work so I didn't bother with it. I cleaned a lot outside too. Never did she lift a finger to help clean her own house. She did however mention that she woult have had to pay SOME ONE ELSE ten dollars an hour to clean. So because I need a place to stay and refuse to become diseased I cleaned. And cleaned. Now she also wants me to babysit her son while she's at work and to homeschool him and she tried to sell me her house. She says to me, "You can have it for fifty thousand less than its worth." I said think no thanks but in my head I'm going, alright. You have a deal. You owe me ten thousand dollars. Anyway I looked in the classifieds and found a bunch of places to call and visit. So keep me in your prayrs! Ps: daddy, does that dog picture look familiar?

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

Rest at last

I never knew how tiring it could be to drive all day. The mountain area I drove through was absolutly terrifying. I have this thing about sharp turns. I hate them. Coupled with my fear of falling of a cliff,You get I histarical ila crying and screaming at what ever drunk mexican paved the road. So the trip was great until the last 60 miles. And when I thought it was over I turned onto the final street and relaxed when the gps said drive one mile to destination. Then for a mile I drove practically up on this scronny little road and prayed my car didn't start to roll backwards. I think ill walk to 29 palms thankyou. There is no way I'm driving down that stupid mountain top. But once I got there I was greated by a woman who was sweet as apple pie. She was genuinly happy to see me. She even let dixie lick her in the face! They were going to let dixie stay in the garrage at night but while we were eating dinner, she began to do that pitiful little wail she does so well. And because of her imense cuteness she gets to sleep with me! They are truly amazing people who love marines and are very greatful for everything that they do for our country. Well I'm getting up early to get all dolled up for my hubby! Night every one.
P.S. Momma I didn't take those pictures while I was driving. Dixie did. :D

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

Day one

today is day one of my incredible journey. (i hope disney doesn't ask for royalties) dixie freaked out and ate the passenger seaybelt but the birds did fine. Dixie is scared because of our trip. She is refusing to eat. Dumb dog. we were stopped and an eighteen wheeler hissed (we were getting gas and a drink for stupid) so she gets scared and jumps into the trunk. I drove for sixteen hours and spent $100+ in gas. Found a motel and now my back is killing me from sitting all day. All in all I'm glad I came, I wish my gps a horable horable death (its annoying) and im excited to see my husband. I'm going to sleep now. Ta!

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

This is some what of a test blogg. I'm using the mail-to-blogger. Seems like it should work. I am going to be spending the next few years of my life chasing my husband around the states. He is in his MOS training and must live in a barracks. So I'm going to follow him around. I'll put some awesome miles on my car though. The first stop will be camp pendalton california. I'll be there a few days. Then its on to 29 palms (if you search it or put it in a gps its "twentynine palms") california. They call it suny 29 palms but that's a joke. What it really should be called is: hot hot hot very dry nasty dirt and big dust winds that get in your eyes and you have to drink 12 gallons of water every hours or you'll dry up into a pile'o dryer lint. Its so hot that the tar really does run up a hill--looking for shade!!! But it can't find ANY because there are only 29 trees in the whole city! But they're not for decor because they are all as brown as the dirt they live in. The clouds even got tired of looking at them. And that's why its a desert full of rocks and poop colored scenary. Got carried away again. Any way I intend to blog much more often now. Love ya!

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.

Here to stay.

Hey again! When we moved i got rid of the ferret because it would have been dificult to cart around to the new apartments and such. just because ferets are difficult.

Shaun got me a parakeet to keep me company! As a parakeet is a Budgerigar i call him Budgie. He he. Yeah im not exactly sure that "he" is a male. Thats one of the reasons i chose a gender nutral name. He has some blue on his nostrils but it could change. And if i am wrong about the sex of the bird, "he" will lay an egg in about six months. lol.

Today is my last night with shaun. I know i should probly be laying next to him, but i cant sleep. today janice printed out whats called the boot camp matrix. its a calander with what he'll be dong and where. It wasnt until i started looking at it that it really hit me just how long he would be gone and how i really wouldnt know him when he gets out. I hope he'll still like me. :)

Budgie, as with all of my animals, got used to us really easy. He didnt really skwak at me or try to bite me. he was really uneasy at first and it took a bit of coaxing, but he now loves to be with me. His favorite places to sit are on my finger,my shoulder, the screen on my lap top ( he perches on the right edge) and he perches on my phone while im texting or have my phone on speaker phone.

He loves music. He tries to sing, but he hasnt figured out how to mimic yet. he can only make bird sounds. Which is to be expected. He is a baby after all. But He knows where his cage is. This might be kinda bad while i live with my parents (because butch - aka - niki and zander will try to eat him if this happens) but he hops of my shoulder and flutters to the ground and wadles over to the dressor (his cage is at the top) and makes peeping sounds until i go to him and put him in the cage.

He's a pretty cool bird.

night!

"Semper Fi"

Semper Fi-- or --Semper Fidelis means "Always Faithful" by exact translation in latin.

I have decided to use this as my blog title. For a few reasons. First because my husband is joining the marines. Second becuase is sounds really cool.

The first time i saw this phrase, it was on tonys marines folder when he had first decided to join. I thought it sounded pretty cool but thought nothing of it. After all, my husband was never going to join the millitary; i would be in texas forever. yay!

My mom always told me the best way to make the lord laugh is to set out a life plan. It seems she was right. Im moving. Far away from texas. Im not exactly sure when or where to yet. But soon i will know.

I can either follow my husband to where ever he is for follow up training and not get to live with him, or i can move to Utah and get my schooling done. Oh and lets not for get, And not get to live with him.

This fact alone is what got me really thinking about "Semper Fi." I began to think of all the possible reasons they chose that phrase. And then i realized they didnt chose it for one reason. But for several, many. Infact there are several reasons to each marine. So millions and millions of reasons.

After this amazing apifanny, something amazing happened to me. Im sure it happens to many people all the time. But it was, to me, euphoric.

Okay, stop holding your breath; I'll tell you. I ate a piece of Dominoes Veggie pizza. Then i got back to thinking.

Once i was thinking on a full stomach, i thought of what it meant to me.

I decided that for me it was a symbol of hardship and joy. Hardship because i would constantly be away from my husband. Joy because next to serving the lord, serving our country and protecting that of the constitution is one of the most nobile things you could do.

I thought of the effect it would have on my family. Both negative and positive.

On Whole, Im extremly proud of my husband. I have a newfound respect for him aswell.

If you would like to speak to Shaun, email him here : chelleybabey@yahoo.com and Put "Shaun" in the subject line.

If you would like to speak to me, email me here:

chelleybabey@yahoo.com and put what ever you want in the subject line.