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Thursday, December 20, 2012

Sayonara Okinawa

Even though we were supposed to be stationed on that beautiful island for 3 years, we have been sent to Camp LeJeune, NC for my husband's medical evaluation. We should be here between 6 months and a year. Enough time for me to give birth to our second child! That's right, little Kylie Jaye Messenger is due on April 1st 2013! We have a lot of changes coming for us in 2013, and we still aren't entirely sure what all they will entail.
  This will be the first time in my life that I will not be associated with the military. The prospect of being thrust fully into the civilian sector is rather frightening.
  Well, since I have been pregnant, my quick wit and funny banter have left me in the dust and I am left a bumbling, emotional, mess of a woman (which is only worth while if you have a quick wit!) So instead of thrilling you all with my horrible grammar and questionable spelling, I will leave you with some final pictures I took on Okinawa. Sayonara and Merry Christmas!



BTW ladies... You face the metal pipe, in case you were wondering. AND it is near impossible to use one of these while pregnant...







The classy gentlemen of Okinawa get their coffee at Family Mart... lol.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Sorry I've been absent so long...

I know I have such a LARGE fanbase (/sarcasm font) and I apologize for being absent for so long. As most of you know, we took a trip back to the states to visit family. We stayed there for just about a month and a half. Had a great time with family and friends, and some entertaining travel. I had an 11hr layover in Taipei for instance, and pretty much no money (they would only exchange cash, and I had none :-/) Because I know I have been slacking posting pictures to facebook for all to see, I will post a few of my favorites here for you all to enjoy. :-) Maybe I'll trow in a few anecdotes as well...

First: A few pretty pictures.


Ryan's aunt decorates for parties, weddings and receptions. I decided to help out setting one up and took a few pictures for her. This is my favorite. 


A random Kansas storm that threw golf ball sized hail at... the town golf course. In July.


Wild Sunflowers down at the river, how beautiful!

Unfortunately California wildfires make beautiful sunsets.

Same sunset as above, just with a cholla cactus. Beautiful and painful all at the same time.

More California desert sunsets. I love my home.

Now, for mommy bragging rights, because my son is friggin adorable!

Ryan and Jordan on Jordan's first roller coaster ride. he loved it!!

Jordan on Mr Z. And in his cowboy boots too!!

Dad and son on the merry go round (mom gets sick :-/)

Riding a motor bike

This is my mother in law with her horse Mr Z. I like this one a lot (the picture, mother in law, and horse.)

He has his mother's coordination

Three generations of Messengers under one truck.

Dad told him to sit down... so he did.


Signing "airplane".

Yes, that is an escape chute... in a building... in Taipei. It goes out the window and forms a slide.


Well, it is almost 11pm here, and I wanted to type more, but as it is I need the sleep. So goodnight all. I hope you enjoyed this multimillion word post (because pictures are worth at least a thousand, right?). 

Sunday, July 15, 2012

And Life just keeps getting weirder...

Have you ever taken a look at your life and wondered: "How and the hell did I end up here?" I do it often, sometimes I can't remember how I physically ended up at a certain spot, think Donna Noble, in CAL.
"How did I end up here Dr Moon? I said fishing, and then I am by the lake"
"You walked down the stairs, through the lobby, across the courtyard to here, by the lake"

Sometimes I also wonder how I ended up an overweight stay at home mom. I don't mean to brag, but I am smart, and I used to be athletic. I had all these plans when I was in high school, get my degree, join the service, kick ass, take names, get a very sexy man to take home and eventually have a family. I skipped a few steps. I only achieved my AS, but only AFTER I got married to a sexy man, and then I started a family... Let me be honest here, I am a HORRIBLE house wife. I hate cleaning house, I am not an excellent cook (but I do it a lot), and I am a bad hostess. I know these things, and I accept them.

 Fortunate for me 24 years old does not qualify me as an old woman, I still have the chance to pursue my dreams, though the order has changed a bit. Now I just have to decide on what I want to do with my life. Do I want to teach? hmmm I don't think I could handle other peoples children for a career (props to all the teachers out there, a few of you changed my life for the better)

I really want to be in law enforcement, but could my family handle that?

So, here is my quarter life crisis. What do I want to be when I grow up?

le sigh

On another, more "local", note; I love how the Okinawans squeeze their agriculture into ever space they can.
 Technically, a two lane road^^ Fields on both sides
A crop with a city-scape backdrop. I love the juxtapositions like this!

And here on this tiny island, we use a lot of mirrors to drive as there are a lot of blind curves and corners.

And Finally....


SPIDER! I dare you to dream now....

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Update on the Paleo plan:

So... uh, this thing is working! And I have cheated, since my last post I have had four Dr Peppers and one Amp energy drink, and a lunch from Charleys. (Chicken philly melt, yummy!) But I have gone from 226 down to 218. That is almost 10 pounds! I think if I throw in some P90x, include some starchy carbs for more energy, I could start loosing weight even faster. The only challenge is waking up before my toddler son; who, on the morning of the Amp consumption, awoke at 3:30am for those familiar with military time that is 0330 (and for those connected to the real world, that's BEFORE the butt crack of dawn). So, now that I know I am losing weight on this plan, and I have ordered a water filter (the tap water out here is lacking) I know I will be sticking with it for a while. The biggest obstacle will be going back to the states for a month long visit. I will probably do horrible, but I will try to stick with it. If I keep losing about a pound a day, I could be MUCH smaller by the time we fly back any way! WOO!

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Ah, Summer. The season of Cicadas.

Growing up in the desert, we didn't have cicadas. For those of you who aren't aware of this loud insect, image a horse fly, the moth-man and a locust had a crazy orgy and they all parented a baby. That baby would be the cicada.
http://www.google.com/imgres?um=1&hl=en&sa=N&biw=1366&bih=643&tbm=isch&tbnid=uBzlB7zN4UEBlM:&imgrefurl=http://www.hiltonpond.org/ThisWeek000722.html&docid=FIOTUFQkI8nxPM&imgurl=http://www.hiltonpond.org/images/CicadaProfile01.jpg&w=500&h=337&ei=KGPpT-WVDOeTmQXZ85X9DQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=373&vpy=317&dur=11489&hovh=184&hovw=274&tx=138&ty=69&sig=108014905759262189803&page=2&tbnh=139&tbnw=185&start=22&ndsp=24&ved=1t:429,r:1,s:22,i:214
That sucker is huge too!

They first morning after we arrive, we were at the Shogun Inn on Kadena Air Base. I awoke thinking who in the hell is weed eating along this hotel at 7am on a weekend?! Well, apparently, Mother Nature was. Okinawa seems to be the place she plays most of her jokes. I mean, if the Platypus was native to the island, her mission would have been complete.

I know why the bats and spiders are so big, its because all the damn insects on this island are huge!

On another, more random note. I am going to start the Paleo diet. Mainly because I am tired of being fat (5'6 225lbs is fat, no matter your bone structure) and the Paleo diet makes sense. Cut out processed crap and your body will start to function like it should. So starting tomorrow (or whenever I go grocery shopping again) I will be eating clean. I hope I can get into and keep with it because after all the crap its been through, my body deserves to be treated right for a change.

So lets raise our 8+ cups of water each day to good health. *gulp* Cheers!

Friday, June 8, 2012

Something is seriously wrong with our government.

What is the world coming to when the men and women we elect into office behave like children? 
"No, we will not pass this bill because the president wants it. Granted, we have nothing against the bill itself, but Obama likes it, so we hate it. BOO! Denied! Filibustered!" 
"Oh, the republicans wrote up a budget in which we almost balance the budget, NO! We will not concede or negotiate! No, they are elephants and we are asses! They don't support our president, so we don't support them!"

Really?! Honestly children, can't you just remove your over-sized heads from your collective butts and work for your country? 
Hey Elmo, whats the word of the day? COMPROMISE. 
Well, what does compromise mean and how does it apply to our government?


1.
a settlement of differences by mutual concessions; anagreement reached by adjustment of conflicting or opposingclaims, principles, etc., by reciprocal modification ofdemands.
2.
the result of such a settlement.
3.
something intermediate between different things: The split-level is a compromise between a ranch house and a multistoriedhouse.
4.
an endangering, especially of reputation; exposure todanger, suspicion, etc.: a compromise of one's integrity.

Well, I know that pesky little #4 definition may cause some concern for you, but compromising on a bill or piece of legislature with your colleagues with not compromise your integrity. It will, in fact, appeal to the masses. People will stop and think "Hey, now that's a grown up. S/He sat down figured out the difference between what s/he wanted, what the others wanted and what they could both live with. That's the stuff adults are made of."

With the state of our economy these days, and with the threat of government employees not being paid if congress doesn't pass a workable budget, I have to say I am nervous. My husband is the sole income provider for our little family of three. Twice now, we have had the threat of not being paid looming over our head, and with October rolling around fairly soon, it'll likely be three times. Congress will still get paid, but ALL our service men and women, will not. Last year, when they waited until the last minute to pass a temporary budget, a few of the main credit unions that service the military (Pacific Marine Credit Union, Navy Federal Credit Union) stepped up to the plate and guaranteed that their military patronage will get a loan for the amount of their regular paycheck, interest free. It would just have to be paid back when the government started paying them again.

We all know that we should have at least six months worth of expenses in a savings account just in case. But we were married young and were stupid with our money, we are just starting to build up our savings and pay off all our debt. So many service members and their families live paycheck to paycheck. taking away even one of those paychecks could spell bad news for hundreds, if not thousands, of us.  As an e-5 in the U.S. Marine Corps, my husband makes less than $30,000 a year. The congress men of our United States make six figures until the day they die. Now tell me, how is it fair that they take away the income of those in the "Poverty" bracket, lower-middle class if you will, and they still get paid AND take vacations. Last year, when they had 2 weeks to pass a budget, they took a week vacation. No shit. Please Congress, if I, a young stay at home wife with an associates degree in Criminal Justice, can balance a budget, surely you can. After all most of you are educated beyond a mere AS degree, surely you can make the hard choices and make a balanced budget.

I am also tired of everyone blaming the president for EVERYTHING. Does anyone remember a few years ago, if you ever said anything negative about the president, you were unpatriotic? I do. I know the Dixie Chicks do. Now it seems you can cut down the president and question everything about him, from his birth certificate to his religion. George W. Bush was convicted of cocaine use and drunk driving, Obama is half black and was born in Hawaii... There are three branches of government: legislative, executive, and judicial. The legislative branch is supposed to handle laws, budgets etc. The president, as it so happens, is part of the executive branch. Granted, he has the power to introduce a bill or law, and he has the power to veto almost anything passed, but they have to be passed by BOTH the House of Representatives and Congress. I know the president is our figure head, and when people think of our federal government, he is the first face that comes to mind, but really he has little power in the big picture.

This time around, even though I don't like Romney, I think we should have a different party in the house if only to stop the bickering and to get some stuff done. I hope the American public soon comes to their senses and demands ACTION from their senators and congressmen/ women, not just keeping others from taking action.

I am not a party of the "Anyone but Obama" movement, and while I don't think he should have earned the Nobel Peace Prize, I think he has done a fair job as a two war president. We haven't gotten all we promised, but there have been some progressive advances that I am proud have finally happened in our country.

Please be sure to educate yourself and vote!


Monday, June 4, 2012

My almost favorite pass time

I love to crochet. I have only been doing it for just over a year. I have made a lot of things, and have given them away. I actually don't think I have sold anything yet...
I have made bags, blankets, stuffed animals, baby booties, baby dresses, beanies etc.








I have been working on creating my own pattern for Doctor Who themed beanies, and then sell them in a lot. A 9, 10, 11 and Tardis beanie. I think that would be beyond awesome! Don't you? I am just waiting on my order from knitting-warehouse.com. Though I LOVE crocheting, my favorite pass time is photography. I will have another post on that later. Til then, keep calm and carry yarn. :-)

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Those who don't know me think I'm quiet, those who do wish I were.

Those of you who have spent any sort of quality time with me know that my thoughts can be random and seemingly unconnected. I will participate in a conversation and all of a sudden pop off with a question that is off topic. I feel like a humming bird with the way my brain goes from one thing to the next. In these moments of scatter brained-ness I think of some pretty awesome questions. Ones that I intend to research everyday, but end up forgetting in the long run. My dad can tell you some funny stories about my youth and the questions I ask.
>"What country does Spanish come from? And is Spain Spanish and Mexico Spanish different?" To me this was a valid question. Americans don't speak the same kind of English that the British do, some of our slang and spelling are different. My dad only remembers the first part of the question though. :-)
>"Where is the steel?" (While inspecting my older brother's steel toe boot.) Again, I thought it was a valid question! I have seen steel toed boots with the steel on the outside, but I didn't see that on these boots, so I reached my hand inside(at my own peril) and I couldn't feel the cold steel, so I was wondering where it was. I now know that it was placed between the two layers of leather. I was you, give me some credit!

Those are the zingers my dad often told to strangers and potential boyfriends.

Now a days my questions are a bit more philosophical.

>If the Aryan Nation hates all Jews, how can they worship Jesus?
>If worshiping another idol is blasphemy, why do I see bumper stickers saying "Lord is God" or "Jesus is God". As far as I am concerned they are two separate entities. I understand praying to Jesus, and he would deliver the message to God (after all, hasn't he been our middle man for centuries?)
I am not trying to alienate people, or make fun of beliefs, it is an honest question out of curiosity, not derision.

>Who honestly thinks being as orange as an Orangutan is beautiful? Other than on monkey of course. But really, those who's spray tan is so horrible you want to adjust the hue and saturation on your TV, I honestly don't get it. In my very diluted mixed race status, my skin turns a copper color when I tan. I have compared my skin to a brand new penny, and it was hard to tell the difference. I even had a friend my freshman year suggest I use a new tanning lotion because mine looked fake. I have never used tanning lotion. My point is, I am naturally an awkward color, why would you want to do that intentionally? ugh.

>Is the world really getting dumber? Or are we just noticing it more because the idiots now have a public, world wide forum to post their genius on?

>How can someone be educated and close minded? Did they just wake up one day and decide "That's it, no more new ideas for this guy (or girl). Nope. My brain has closed down shop. Any more new information is wrong and made up by the (Democrats, Republicans, hippies, gays, US government, CIA, nazis, Chinese, illegal immigrants, etc...Insert the hated group here) solely to wreak havoc and cause chaos world wide."

>Who was the first person to look at a cow's udders and thought "I will consume what comes out of THOSE!"

>Why is education so low on the US's priority list? I hope by this point in history, intelligence would be revered and looks would be back. Our youth wants to make money and be rich, but in a consumer culture, they don't have much of a chance. Not saying its impossible, but our consumer culture makes it much more difficult to find a career.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Memorial Day

       As I mentioned before, my husband is a US Marine, and my dad is a retired US Marine. Needless to say Memorial day hits home every year. Every year we hear of more young men and women dying in war and conflict. I admit, I cry every time I see "Welcome Home" or 'I can't wait to meet my daddy!" signs.

 As a little girl, I remember when dad was gone for long periods of time. I still have a letter my dad wrote to me from Okinawa. I remember we went to a sign making party and my brothers and I each made a sign for my dad.  It was sunny, slightly windy and we painted them on foam boards. Another time, close to Christmas, my mom dropped all three of us off at a family friend's house while she got my dad. We had no idea until she picked us up, we went home and there he was, sitting on the couch!

As a woman, I remember my husband leaving for Iraq, hearing stories of fallen Marines and going into a panic every time they went into "river city" (the level of security that happens when there is a casualty, outside communication is banned until family members are notified). I remember I actually cried after an unexpected knock on the door turned out to be a salesman. They lost over 20 men in his unit that tour. They were there for 8 months. Not a year later, Ryan left for Afghanistan. That one was worse and better all at the same time. Better because I was working nights and going to school during the day. It was worse because they were in "river city" more often. Again, they lost over 20 men.
    As an amateur photographer, I did quite a few homecoming photo shoots. I posted a few so you can have a glimpse into what its like to see your loved one for the first time in months.





 A wounded warrior was there to welcome his brothers home. He lost both his legs.
 This permanent memorial is set up outside the 3/1 Battalion building.
 3/1 had a very hard deployment recently. Many, many men were lost. I did 2 photo shoots for returning 3/1 Marines.






 That white bus can be the most beautiful thing you ever see.
 This Marine is holding his daughter for the first time.
 He was crying.
Remember those who have fallen, and those who still carry on

My heart breaks for all the men, women, and children who never get to see their loved ones step off that bus and run into their arms.