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type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736235024898447044/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033554933698248094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2izJ2EC6B3g/TIbPY_iijFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/vSxPlHOFL-E/S220/045446.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>954</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheRamblingsOfAMarineWife" /><feedburner:info uri="theramblingsofamarinewife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQHszeyp7ImA9WhRbGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736235024898447044.post-8856361168375404455</id><published>2012-02-10T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:07:51.583-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-10T09:07:51.583-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deployment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Focus on the Good!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week has been crappy, but I can't let it get me down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, let's focus on the good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had dinner out with two lovely pregnant ladies tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure the kids were bad, but it was still nice to see them and have adult conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had chocolate cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow night is pizza and movies with another friend and her kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 kids under the age of 6 and all the movies will be geared towards them, but we'll have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got times set up next week to meet potential sitters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a daytime sitter and she does watch the kids occasionally at night or on the weekends, but she has a family too and I hate asking her to help me out all the time. They also might be PCSing in April, so I need someone else anyways. I've tried the CDC route since I get so many free hours a week because hubby is deployed. I've been calling for over 2 months and they never have anything available. A new CDC opened a couple weeks ago and they still don't have any hourly care spots open. Ridiculous. I was mad earlier this week, but now I'm over it and will find another option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby and I have talked about things we want to do when he gets back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like get our certification in scuba diving and travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm cheap and don't want to pay for plane tickets, so anywhere we can easily Space-A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about Seoul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7LHtaZuaw/TzUv14mKidI/AAAAAAAAB-A/uXVPZ1oqNRc/s1600/seoul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7LHtaZuaw/TzUv14mKidI/AAAAAAAAB-A/uXVPZ1oqNRc/s1600/seoul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe Tokyo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS2kGSohBfU/TzUv25kfLQI/AAAAAAAAB-M/P4DPBBTRVaE/s1600/tokyo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS2kGSohBfU/TzUv25kfLQI/AAAAAAAAB-M/P4DPBBTRVaE/s1600/tokyo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taiwan is 1.5 hours away by plane. Closer than Japan. Tickets aren't too bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzLptkLe1E/TzUv2pay8iI/AAAAAAAAB-E/_NJ-uHa2jGs/s1600/taipei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzLptkLe1E/TzUv2pay8iI/AAAAAAAAB-E/_NJ-uHa2jGs/s1600/taipei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These cities all look alike don't they? And why do they all have big towers that are tourist attractions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come April, I'll be able to wear cute summer dresses again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been doing some wishlist adding lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE7oxCBqyHU/TzUvstzPJvI/AAAAAAAAB94/3ojyllH3Fjs/s1600/ayeayedress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE7oxCBqyHU/TzUvstzPJvI/AAAAAAAAB94/3ojyllH3Fjs/s1600/ayeayedress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THyPLl3fcDw/TzUv3VEK24I/AAAAAAAAB-U/q3o8B8LAtGg/s1600/toomuchfun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THyPLl3fcDw/TzUv3VEK24I/AAAAAAAAB-U/q3o8B8LAtGg/s1600/toomuchfun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby's truck is almost paid off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I happened to see the remaining balance tonight and I got excited. We could actually pay it off now, but I'm not going to. It'll be paid off in a few months and then we'll have no car payments!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so upset about Little Missy breaking my Magic Jack. Someone told me to get ahold of their customer service and, bless internet chat, I did. They are sending me a replacement and I get to keep my number. It cost me $20, but well worth it. Especially since we just renewed it for another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-8856361168375404455?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She posted about their wedding anniversary this weekend,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I have to post about mine too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our anniversary is Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't really have a song,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I've declared this to be our song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you know us, the first few lines of the song sums it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and we totally love Stoney Larue).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I remember when I met you, big city boy small town blues&lt;br /&gt;
This town seems so small to me well I was used to the blvd&lt;br /&gt;
When I saw you I fell so hard now I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;
Girl I’m here forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When hubby got stationed at Ft. Leonard Wood, he hated it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's from California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He hated the midwest and it made it harder that there isn't much to do at FLW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had that attitude when we met.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a small town girl from the midwest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We come from two totally different worlds, but it worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I stayed up late last night to make a couple phone calls to businesses in the states. The time change can really screw that up. You have to stay up till 11 or 12, just to call someone. At 10:45 last night, I picked up the phone to make a call and had no dial tone. After messing with it a bit, I realized my lovely daughter had broke my Magic Jack. If you aren't familiar with it, Magic Jack is this little box that plugs into a USB port on one end and your phone on the other. Like magic (hence the name!), you can call anyone. I can use my house phone and call anyone in the states since we have a stateside number. Little Missy managed to break off the part that goes in the computer from the rest of it. I cried. I broke down and cried. My first thought was how was my husband going to call me? Who cares about needing to call the student loan company that had been calling at all hours of the night/morning, leaving obscure messages about who knows what. How was my husband going to call me? I went to bed and bawled. I was upset about the phone and for some reason, I was mad that I couldn't sleep in. I set my alarm for 6:15 the next morning and burst into tears. At that moment, all I wanted was to sleep in. My kids don't sleep in, so I can't sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;
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All was better today. I went to the office and the kids were at school/babysitter. Same thing tonight again. I just wanted to watch NCIS. They both kept talking. Loudly. Someone was on my lap, with a bucket on her head, blocking my view. No one wanted to go to bed. One got up to ask me if we were going to dye Easter eggs. Then again to inform me that he liked the stuffed animals at his dad's house better. The other one kept getting up and asking for a cookie. I kept saying no, so she just started sneaking in to steal cookies. Don't they know that from 8:00 on, is my time? My me time?&lt;br /&gt;
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A friend called then to ask me a plumbing question having to do with her toilet. She has a 2 and a 4 year old. Her husband left last week and will be gone for the next three months. We cheered each other back up, so all is good again. I could just really use a day to myself. Many days, I want to clean the house in silence, by myself. Maybe read, watch a movie, anything. I only have a daytime sitter and I only use her when I actually have stuff to do. It's the little things, you know?&lt;br /&gt;
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Days like these, I count the days till he gets back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-1654936333592702584?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first park we went to was one big tree house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved it, but someone had an accident and we had to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went home, changed Little Missy's clothes and headed to the next park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had driven by this one when we went to the &lt;a href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/2012/01/park-hopping.html"&gt;best roller slide ever&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one also had a smaller roller slide, but it was a great slide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The zipline made the park though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were too chicken, so old Mom had to demonstrate first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7rjHqqa3_h8/TzEKyI53X8I/AAAAAAAAB88/f4MQMgF-RTw/s1600/photo%252814%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7rjHqqa3_h8/TzEKyI53X8I/AAAAAAAAB88/f4MQMgF-RTw/s1600/photo%252814%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These finished off my list of parks, but a friend just posted pics of her kids and at park I've never seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The park posts will continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-5319452199191708957?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, we went to the festival on Mt. Yaedake in Motobu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to this &lt;a href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/2011/01/weekend-recap.html"&gt;one last year, but with a friend&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a small festival, but there were still the usual food stands and games for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was also a park, with a big playground and a roller slide.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Man said it was the slowest roller slide ever though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we headed to the &lt;a href="http://www.okinawaindex.com/index/?tid=3&amp;amp;cid=75&amp;amp;id=6"&gt;Nakijin castle&lt;/a&gt; site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a fairly large castle site that just happens to have a large number of cherry blossom trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hadn't been here yet, so we had fun looking around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was vendors set up selling food, jewelry, and such.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids had their usual &lt;a href="http://en.blueseal.co.jp/museum.html"&gt;Blue Seal &lt;/a&gt;ice cream and I bought them some small flavored sponge cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When we were driving up Mt. Yaedake, we passed a couple, in full wedding garb, getting pictures taken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Nakijin there was a sign at the castle entrance for a wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got there as the guests were leaving, but there were a handful of women and girls in traditional kimonos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish we would have been there early enough, so I could have got a peek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a gorgeous place for a wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder if we shouldn't start giving him an allowance. I don't remember how old I was when I started getting one, but we were given $2 a week. We only ever saw $1 of it. The other dollar was put aside for savings.&lt;br /&gt;
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What's a good age to start giving an allowance and how much should I give him. I was thinking $5, but is that too much, too little. Input please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-7642080016298747092?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxhOXA2cY98/TyvE8j_n2gI/AAAAAAAAB7I/UEHNIR9Ys-c/s1600/GEDC1401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxhOXA2cY98/TyvE8j_n2gI/AAAAAAAAB7I/UEHNIR9Ys-c/s320/GEDC1401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually heard about it from a friend. She suggested not going on the weekend, so I took the kids on Thursday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was drizzling and there was no one there, besides the two lone people selling food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not a photographer (I just like taking lots of pictures), but you get the idea from the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random rhino in the middle of a field....in Okinawa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And an even more random baby dragon/godzilla thing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cH2TOId0vRI/TyprnsxZ7-I/AAAAAAAAB64/xfdtn6GecCI/s1600/hellandbackagain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cH2TOId0vRI/TyprnsxZ7-I/AAAAAAAAB64/xfdtn6GecCI/s1600/hellandbackagain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosemary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of random.org, I had Little Man pick a number and he chose 8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations and thanks to all who entered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-1532883347429976010?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;National Freedom Day commemorates the signing of the 13th Amendment   outlawing slavery on February 1, 1865 by President Lincoln. Major Richard Robert Wright Sr., a former slave, originally came up with the idea for the day.  He organized a group of leaders to write a bill for  a national holiday that  would celebrate freedom for all Americans, the  holiday would take place on  February 1. It was first commemorated on  February 1, 1942, although it was not an official holiday yet.  On June  30, 1948,  President Harry Truman signed the bill. Every Year on this  day, a wreath is  laid at the Liberty Bell in celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lincoln freed the first people of our Nation, but we continue to free people from their governments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-4613972843518658458?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There's a small box on the wall in our hall. When we moved in, hubby was playing with it and told me it was for the doorbell. I never messed with it. On Saturday, it was flashing E3 and a little red light on the top was flashing. I figured the batteries were dying, so I just turned it off. It's only the doorbell, right?&amp;nbsp; Saturday night, I took a shower and the hot water ran out halfway through. It was slightly annoying and had never happened before, but I wasn't too worried. Sunday, the kids were outside playing and got all dirty, so when they came in, I made them get straight in the bathtub. When I went in to wash Little Missy, the water was freezing cold. Little Man had run the water and he prefers his baths on the cool side, so again, I thought nothing of it. At some point that day, I turned the kitchen faucet on to let the water warm up so I could wash dishes. I checked it once and it wasn't warm yet, but then I decided I really didn't feel like washing dishes, so I just turned the water off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Monday morning, I turned my shower. It normally takes a minute or two to warm up, but it just stayed cold. I called my housing agency and she said she would send out the guy to fill my kerosene tank. He showed up Monday afternoon, filled my tank, and I still didn't have hot water. I waited over an hour and tried again, nothing. While I was sitting on the side of the bathtub, waiting for the water to warm up, I could see the box on the wall. It hit me then that the kerosene guy rang the doorbell and it worked. I turned the box back on. The screen was no longer flashing anything, but the little red light was. I called the housing agency back and told her I still didn't have hot water. She asked me if I pushed the button in my shower. There is no button in the shower, just a normal faucet. She said she would call the kerosene company and call me back. I went next door to ask my neighbor. She nicely laughed at me and told me that box was for the hot water. The housing agency must have had a good laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I was actually out of kerosene though. The bill he gave me was a lot bigger than the last one I got in September. I'm thinking the box was trying to tell me it was out. I'm blaming this one on a pain induced fog. Hubby said he knew it was for the hot water, but he's the one who originally told me it was the doorbell. A lot of places have labels on everything with the English translations and nothing in our place does. My poor neighbor has also had to help me figure out my A/C remotes. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At one point Friday, I picked Little Missy up and felt it in my back. The rest of the day, it started to hurt a little worse. The weekend before, I had slept wrong or something, and it had been bugging me a little all week. This was the worst yet. I had planned to take the kids to a cherry blossom festival, but by the time I went to bed Friday night, it was bad enough that I knew I couldn't chase the kids if we did go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday morning I woke up, flat on my back, and it wasn't too bad. I tried to get up and about screamed. I swear the pain was worse than childbirth. I couldn't stand up. I managed to make it to the end of my bed and was going for the dresser across from the bed. Next thing I know, I'm laying on the floor. I'm guessing I passed out, since I don't know how I got there. I finally managed to get back up and passed out again. It was seriously worse than when I had either kid. With Little Man's help, I managed to make it to the recliner. I knew I needed to go to the hospital, but I hate asking for help. Someone was going to have to drive me and watch the kids. I went back and forth on it for a while. Everybody has kids and I don't want to ask anyone to add my kids to their chaos. After not being able to get out of the chair, I called my neighbor and she came to get me. She dropped me at the ER and took my kids back to her house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ER wasn't busy, so I was only there about 2 hours. They gave me a big shot in my rear, tortured me by making me bend over, and gave me the usual motrin with tylenol thrown in for good measure. They figured I sprained or pulled something. It's all muscle and nothing to do with my spine. I thought maybe I had pinched a nerve since I had been all tingly, but whatever. My neighbor texted me to ask if I wanted to go eat lunch with them or if I wanted to go home and rest and she'd take the kids to lunch. I decided to go since I hadn't eaten anything yet. We went to a small pizza buffet. Part way through eating, Little Missy announced she had to go to the bathroom. I took her and then realized she had pooed in her pants. It had been there awhile too. It was on her legs (as well as everywhere else imaginable), so I took off her pants, undies (and threw them away!), and did my best to clean her up. We managed to have no wipes, so poor girl, I was using paper towels and toilet paper. It took forever and I didn't get her as clean as she should have been. We finished lunch, headed home and made a stop at the Shoppette so I could grab a soda. When I came back outside, all the van doors were open. My neighbor's 6 year old had thrown up in the backseat. Little Man almost threw up when he saw it. I tried to help her clean it up, but I couldn't bend far enough to reach it. I was feeling better from the shot by this point, but I was still hurting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you hospital. I now know exactly how old I am.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We get home and the rest of the day is fairly uneventful. Sunday morning I woke up and managed to roll over a few times with minimal pain. I got up, slowly, and made it to my bedroom door. Next thing I know, I'm laying in the doorway of Little Man's room. How do I not notice I pass out? I don't even feel the fall. I thought maybe it was because the pain was so bad I wasn't breathing, so I made a conscious effort to breath that morning and I still blacked out. Who knows. I didn't pass out this morning, so we're improving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday night I took a shower and halfway through, the water turned cold. Freezing cold. I thought nothing of it. Sunday, I turned the faucet on to warm up water to wash dishes. I checked it once and it wasn't warm yet, but then I ended it up turning it off cause I really didn't feel like doing dishes. The kid's took a bath Sunday evening and when I went in to wash Little Missy's hair, the water was cold. That's not uncommon though. Little Man likes cold baths and he had ran the water. This morning, the water for my shower would not warm up. Not even a little. That's when I realized I hadn't had hot water since Saturday. I called housing and the gas man is supposed to be here soon. How do you not notice there is no hot water for 36 hours?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Light duty isn't possible when you are a single parent&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything always goes wrong when they leave. Nothing had happened yet since hubby had left. I guess it all wants to go wrong at once. It always comes in threes, so I'm just waiting on the third thing. Knock on wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-121605151501143922?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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TICKETS ARE GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I also have a code for 50 free 4 x 6 prints at Snapfish.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
These expire January 31 too. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's out on DVD now or you can enter to win it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go! &lt;a href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/2012/01/hell-and-back-again-dvd-release-and.html"&gt;Enter&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm giving a copy away!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-6918046722732587979?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alabama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cross Canadian Ragweed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pkFtl50kqYE?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go link up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodnight-moon.org/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j358/neidyh/Whatsyoursong-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-7446266812304461378?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sent the link to hubby while we were chatting last night and he told me to buy them if I wanted them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are $79, which isn't bad for shoes, but it's hard for me to justify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did go to the PX today to drool on them, but there were closed for inventory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, there's the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shisa"&gt;shisa dogs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are dog like creatures that according to Japanese legend, will keep evil out of your home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are everywhere here and it seems like most Americans buy them in some form or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a set, but I want a good sized set, not little dinky ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They sell cheap sets everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are all either painted like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LyPXhUTUhJk/Tx-yQ6t7FAI/AAAAAAAAB6M/gWmpSfkQ59A/s1600/shisa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LyPXhUTUhJk/Tx-yQ6t7FAI/AAAAAAAAB6M/gWmpSfkQ59A/s1600/shisa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or they are unpainted and the lovely color of a terracotta pot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can buy them for $20 a pair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a set that are different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister bought a gorgeous pair for about $250 I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z399T7glpH4/Tx-yKF7s15I/AAAAAAAAB6A/SS_7XwTI3fk/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z399T7glpH4/Tx-yKF7s15I/AAAAAAAAB6A/SS_7XwTI3fk/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are at one of the vendors at the PX and I want them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See that price?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know they'll be cheaper if I find them off base, but I just don't normally go to places that sell them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may end up going back to where my sister got hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How come everything I want is super expensive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-5655445410639695481?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chase my daughter all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have chased her more times than I can count through the PX, shoppettes, and any other store she is not forced to sit in a cart at.&lt;br /&gt;
On average it's 3 times a day that I have to chase her. By chase, I mean tear after her sprinting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says we should run to and from the bus stop (1/4 mile at 2 trips a day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She insists I play with her at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She asks to go for walks in the new stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On top of that, I can't watch a whole TV show without getting up to get someone something to drink, stop a fight, or look at what someone just pooped into the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually it's all three during a half hour show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I googled it and the first page of results had all sorts of people saying they lost weight by chasing their kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all know they are lying, so why don't they just do us a favor and tell us they have a trainer and a chef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chase Little Missy way more than I ever thought about chasing Little Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think it would aid in losing right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not talking that alone, but maybe it could keep me from gaining?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-4015162073976728988?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm not exactly sure how much we actually ate, but I know we got our money worth. There was ten of us and I know we had (at least) 3-4 pizzas, 5 plates of rice, 5 orders of fried tacos, 10 plates of the Grilled Diced Beefsteak (it was like butter in your mouth), 5 plates of Carpaccio, 4 desserts, as well as spring rolls, a few different shrimp plates, edamame, the best potatoes I think I've ever had, and lots of other things we tried and crossed off our reorder list. &lt;br /&gt;
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After dinner, I wanted to go next door to see what &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pachinko"&gt;Pachinko&lt;/a&gt; actually is. We attempted it, but now I have absolutely no idea. Gambling is illegal in Japan (they have back door ways of getting around it), but there are casinos everywhere advertising Pachinko. I always thought it was some kind of slot, but pictured Plinko from the Price is Right. I'm not sure how to play it. There are a lot of little silver balls and you turn this wheel and that's about all I know.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday, I had planned to take the kids to see the &lt;a href="http://www.armedforcesentertainment.com/cirquedreams.htm"&gt;Cirque Dreams&lt;/a&gt; tour. It was a free show and MCCS had said they weren't giving out tickets. They never do. We got there 2.5 hours before the show, but I wasn't about to wait in the line after I saw it. Come to find out, people had started getting there like 4 hours before the first show. Then, MCCS did hand out numbers, but not to the people in line. They just gave them out to whoever asked for them. Some people ended up waiting like 6 to 8 hours to see the show. I would have loved to see it, but I can't wait that long with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;
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Rain was in the forecast Sunday afternoon, so we got up early to go to the Yamauchi Park. We are &lt;a href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/2012/01/park-hopping.html"&gt;on a mission&lt;/a&gt; to visit all the parks we find out about. This one didn't disappoint! It had a roller slide, not as good as some others, but any roller slide is a good slide. It also had a drop slide and lots of things for them to climb on. It did start raining, so we decided to go to Kadena and get some donuts for a late breakfast. We ended up passing a Japanese donut shop, so we stopped there instead. It was really good and a lot cheaper than I expected! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all, not a bad weekend (if you don't count the huge fit Little Man threw, which got him stuck in his room for all of Saturday)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-713858922889292712?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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DVD Release Date - January 24, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In 2009, U.S. Marines launched a major helicopter assault on a  Taliban stronghold in southern Afghanistan. Within hours of being  dropped deep behind enemy lines, 25-year-old Sergeant Nathan Harris’s  unit is attacked from all sides.&lt;br /&gt;
Embedded in Echo Company during the assault, photojournalist and  filmmaker Danfung Dennis captures the frontline action with visceral  immediacy. When Sergeant Harris returns home to North Carolina after a  life-threatening injury in battle, the film evolves from stunning war  reportage to the story of one man’s personal apocalypse. With the love  and support of his wife, Ashley, Harris struggles to overcome the  difficulties of transitioning back to civilian life. The two realities  seamlessly intertwine to communicate both the extraordinary drama of war  and, for a generation of soldiers, the no-less-difficult experience of  returning home. An unprecedented exploration of the moving image and a  film of uncommon intimacy, HELL AND BACK AGAIN comes full circle as it  lays bare the true cost of war.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have not seen this docudrama yet. I honestly had not even heard of it until I was emailed about it. Obviously, I'm very interested in watching it. Movies and documentary's have been made about Iraq, but Afghanistan hasn't been covered as much. My husband does this for a living. I'm interested in all aspects of it, especially since he doesn't always talk about it.&amp;nbsp; I also like the fact that the general public can get a glimpse of what the military does to help defend their freedom. So many Americans don't appreciate what is done to help protect their way of life and they need to see what these service members do. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.newvideo.com/featured-releases/hell-and-back-again/"&gt;Hell and Back Again&lt;/a&gt; has won awards at the 2011 Sundance Film Festival, the 2011 Camden International Film Festival, the Moscow Int'l Film Festival, and was nominated for multiple Cinema Eye Honors and Gotham Independent Film Awards. It was also just nominated for an Academy Award!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Empire Records is one of my all time favorite movies and has been since the mid-90's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm showing my age again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the soundtrack (it's in our storage stuff in the States though),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but this song wasn't included on the soundtrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romeo and Juliet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Dire Straits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The original video is below, but it's long and bad in an early 80's, we didn't know any better type of way, so I put the scene from Empire Records first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Jan 19-22,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all military, veterans, and family members&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will receive 50% off any 3 full price items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Jan 23-Dec 31 15% off will be given on full price items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check their &lt;a href="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/browse/info.do?cid=76923"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; out for more info. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few select stores will also be holding a special shopping event on Jan 20 from 10 am - 1 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They will be offereing styling advice and serving light refreshments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, anyways, when Capt Harville and Anne were talking about which sex has stronger feelings, Capt Harville says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ah, if I could but make you comprehend what    a man suffers when he takes a  last look at his wife and    children, and watches the boat that he has  sent them off    in, as long as it is in sight, and then turns away and     says, 'God knows whether we ever meet again!'  And    then, if I  could convey to you the glow of his soul when    he does see them again;  when, coming back after a    twelvemonth's absence, perhaps, and  obliged to put into    another port, he calculates how soon it be  possible to get    them there, pretending to deceive himself, and  saying,    'They cannot be here till such a day,' but all the while     hoping for them twelve hours sooner, and seeing them    arrive at last,  as if Heaven had given them wings, by    many hours sooner still!  If I  could explain to you all    this, and all that a man can bear and do,  and glories    to do, for the sake of these treasures of his existence!     I speak, you know, only of such men as have hearts!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize this was written by a woman, but you don't always hear it from the man's side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It hit home with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know my husband loves me and misses us something horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tells me in every phone call and email, but he is still not one to go overboard with talking about his feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This just made me look at his side from a new angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736235024898447044-6977577986165249276?l=ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1. How did you and your spouse meet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I met him at work. I thought he was hot from the get go! You can read the whole story &lt;a href="http://ramblingsofamarinewife.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-years-ago.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2. How old were you when you first met?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was 26, he was 34. I know, he's old.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;3. How long have you been together?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All together, we've been together over 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Where are you and your spouse originally from?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm from Missouri, he is from Southern California.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. How did you feel about him joining the military?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He was past the halfway point when I met him. It was more like how did I feel marrying another man in the military.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Where did your spouse go to basic training?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
MCRD San Diego&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. Has your spouse ever been deployed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He is currently deployed and it's not his first.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8. Ever been to his promotion ceremony?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He made rank right before I met him, so I have not had the pleasure. It'll happen again though!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. How long have you been a military wife?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a trick question. 7 years. 5 of those were from my ex. Before hubby and I got married, we were living like we were married, so I felt like I was then, even though I really wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;10. Did you marry him before or after he joined?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was a freshman in high school when he joined. I think that answers that question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;11. How did your husband propose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He didn't really propose. We knew we were going to get married. It was just a matter of when. A couple days before Christmas, he loaded us all in the truck and said we were going to get my Christmas present. This was after we agreed we weren't going to get anything for each other. He drove me to a jewelry store and told me to pick out my ring.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;12. Where did you get married?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ft. Leonard Wood, Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;13. How old where you two when you got married?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was 28 and he was 36.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;14. Did he wear his uniform on his wedding day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course! He and all his friends did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;15. Where are you and your spouse currently stationed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Okinawa, Japan&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;16. Do you live on base?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Currently, no. We prefer it off. Even overseas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;17. How long were you married when you had to go through your first separation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A little over a year. He originally came to Okinawa unaccompanied.&amp;nbsp; 3 months later, we finally joined him. We are now on separation number 2.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;18.&amp;nbsp; What is your favorite base so far?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is only the second I've lived at. I like them both, but for majorly different reasons. I'm all about making the most of any place they stick us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;19. Do you think your spouse looks good in his uniform?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's a dumb question. Of course I do. He looks good in any uniform he puts on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;20. Do you think the military life is more advanced than the civilian life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That depends on how you look at it, but overall I would say no.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;21. Do you like the benefits you receive as a military dependent?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Overall yes. I like not directly having to pay for my healthcare, the cheaper prices at the commissary, military discounts, etc., etc. There are way more perks being overseas though and you better believe I take advantage of them. All the free shows and activities the military provides, especially for the kids, and Space-A flights (which we haven't attempted, but plan to when hubby gets back). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;22. Do you have a lot of military wife friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We are overseas. All my friends here are military wives. I still keep in touch with friends from home, but the majority of my friends, near or far, are military wives.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;23. What is the hardest part of the military life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think it's being so far from home. Everyone probably thinks it's the separations and yes, those are extremely hard, but being away from home is the worst for me. I haven't lived in my hometown since I was 21 and I have no desire to live there again, but I still want to be relatively close to my family. I want to spend weekends with my sister and let my parents see their grandkids all they want.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;24. Do you own a lot of military wife stuff?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not really. I have a couple shirts, but I only wear them around the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;25. Do you support your spouse as a member of the military?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He seems to be doing good, which I am extremely glad for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd much rather him be happy in his job than be miserable and just missing home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just doing my best to keep us all busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I volunteer 2-3 days a week and I search for fun things for us to do on the weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I signed Little Man up for soccer today. That will take us close to the end of the deployment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As long as things keep going this well, he will be back in no time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the most recent and pretty much the only picture I have of him since he's been gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just pretending his mustache isn't there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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