Monday, November 21, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
I heard a girl next to me talking to one of the employees about how she works for a vendor who sells to Anthropologie and she was finding fabrics for their new spring collection. Obviously I followed this girl, she was probably uncomfortable with me standing four inches away from her but I didn't care, I had fabric to find. She picked a few and left a few and one of the rolls she liked but decided against I nabbed.
I found the perfect fabric, bought a few supplies and started sewing. After one meltdown, a few swear words and a lot unpicking, I finally finished! Even though I didn't hear Tim Gunn tell me "make it work" I must say I am pretty proud of my final product.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Obviously we like the high and tight, who wouldn't want sexy locks like this guy? So fluffy and feathered, but after talking it over we decided to give bald a try. Get the shaving cream, razor and after shave, we had a mission. I have never shaved a persons entire head before, but how hard can it be? I caked on some shaving cream and got to shaving, thinking to myself the whole time that he will look good, not to worry. Final rinse, towel dry and oh crap, I do not like a bald head. I'm standing in the bathroom, staring at his shiny head with really wide eyes. So of course being the sweet wife that I am, I made fun of him for a good half hour. He finally let me take his picture but he was not happy about.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Michael and I live and breathe for the weekends. We never get to see each other week days, just daily phone calls and an occasional text message, so when the weekend finally rolls around we both can hardly contain our excitement. Michael more than me if you can believe it. The poor guy has to stay on base Monday through Friday, where the only things to do are sit in your room, walk to the convenient store which is two blocks away, or sit in the DVD lounge, which is really just some couches, a TV and a DVD player- excitement! So even the thought of being able to leave base is like Christmas. Every weekend he can leave base with me and we can be together for about 54 hours straight, and after not seeing each other for five days, those 54 hours mean the world.
But there is something that ruins everything- duty section. This is when a group lucky guys have to stay on base, stay in their uniform all day and all night (literally), cant laugh, smile, joke, high five, share stickers, eat candy or show any form of happiness (not literally). Michael was that lucky guy last weekend. The one good thing about duty section is that it rotates weekends so Michael only has to do it once every five weeks. You can imagine how excited we were to have this weekend together. Everything was planned. We would go to San Diego, go to the zoo, go to the beach, watch movies, and be together for 54 hours straight! Then one stupid phone call messed it all up. Michael called me on Wednesday and told me that our plans for going to San Diego would have to wait. Apparently a couple Marines didn’t clean their rooms, left them completely trashed, I mean seriously heinous work- in the real world that translates to a cup in the trashcan and a bed that was made but wrinkled. And if one Marine screws up then everyone gets punished. I was devastated. But then he gave me a glimmer of hope.