...Looks like Germany! Brent's report date is July 15th. Until then it's hurry up and wait.
5 years ago
Monday, April 26, 2010
Grafenwoehr, Germany
Home Is Where The Army Sends Us!
...Looks like Germany! Brent's report date is July 15th. Until then it's hurry up and wait.
...Looks like Germany! Brent's report date is July 15th. Until then it's hurry up and wait.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Still Waiting...
Still no word as to where we will be moving to in July. We're hoping to find out in the next month or so, but the Army has it's own way of doing things, SLOW, that's for certain.
Brent is doing really well in AIT. He mostly has good news to share, whether it be an A on a test or that he has gained more privileges. He has been made APG and class leader, got to shake a General's hand, and joined the track team. Everyday is not easy, but he sure is making the best of it. Like me, he is ready to get settled into a home again!
I struggled with the decision to move to Georgia for a few months or stay in West Palm and wait it out. I decided to stay in West Palm until we move somewhere together. It will be much easier to get organized and prepared for a huge move, not to mention save money, and I scored a full time position at work that will carry me to the end of the school year.
Brent is doing really well in AIT. He mostly has good news to share, whether it be an A on a test or that he has gained more privileges. He has been made APG and class leader, got to shake a General's hand, and joined the track team. Everyday is not easy, but he sure is making the best of it. Like me, he is ready to get settled into a home again!
I struggled with the decision to move to Georgia for a few months or stay in West Palm and wait it out. I decided to stay in West Palm until we move somewhere together. It will be much easier to get organized and prepared for a huge move, not to mention save money, and I scored a full time position at work that will carry me to the end of the school year.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
An Extra Day in OK...
Sooo, as Brent and I are about to say goodbye, his Captain walks in the room and announces that all flights have been cancelled, Oklahoma City airport is closed, and the guys will get an off post pass for Saturday... What!? Nothing that is happening this entire trip makes any sense.... Brent and I both knew that this all sounded too good to be true, and of course it was. The airport is NOT closed and my flight is ON TIME. Of course, a chance to spend the day together and I have to fly back home.
So, I took matters into my own hands and changed my flight for tomorrow instead of today. I'll tell Brent when he calls... another day in OK. Hopefully, uh no, prayerfully today will be better than the rest!
So, I took matters into my own hands and changed my flight for tomorrow instead of today. I'll tell Brent when he calls... another day in OK. Hopefully, uh no, prayerfully today will be better than the rest!
Hurray For Good People!
Because of some amazing people Brent and I have met along the way, we were able to see each other for a couple hours yesterday. Once the post had semi-opened, some families were able to get on post to see their soldiers. But because the taxi companies were not running, I was stuck at the hotel. Brent and I racked our brains for hours trying to figure out how I could get to post. Finally, one of his buddy's family members offered to leave post, cut time away from their soldier, drive 30 minutes out of the way, and pick me up. Sooo thankful to God for people like them.
Oklahoma's Stormy Weather
Although this weather has thrown a wrench in many plans, it is a truly beautiful sight to see and not something us South Floridians get to see very often... or ever! 
Friday, January 29, 2010
Family Day at Ft. Sill
So, typically Family Day at Ft. Sill consists of soldier demonstrations, videos, speeches, and activities for families to participate in, but since the weather on Oklahoma has taken a turn for the worst, Family Day ran a little different than it normally does. All activities were cancelled and soldiers were not allowed to leave post. Here's a little bit of how our rainy, cold, icy day went...
First up was the promotion ceremony. Only about 10% of soldiers receive promotions straight out of basic and Brent was one of them! He ranked up from Private (E2) to Private 1st Class (E3). Very exciting considering he has only been in the service for a few months, it involves a raise, and is another step closer to reaching his goals. It was super special to be able to stand in front of all the other families and friends and pin my soldier's new rank on his uniform.
This is Brent with a buddy of his (Burns). They are such a cute couple! :)
By the time we had finished bowling, everything on post was closed. Nothing left to do except head back to the battery.
First up was the promotion ceremony. Only about 10% of soldiers receive promotions straight out of basic and Brent was one of them! He ranked up from Private (E2) to Private 1st Class (E3). Very exciting considering he has only been in the service for a few months, it involves a raise, and is another step closer to reaching his goals. It was super special to be able to stand in front of all the other families and friends and pin my soldier's new rank on his uniform.
After the promotions were given, we went to eat at the main PX on post. Walked around for a while and then headed to the bowling alley. We were able to bowl one game before the power went out and the alley closed for the day, but it was fun while it lasted!
This is Brent with a buddy of his (Burns). They are such a cute couple! :) By the time we had finished bowling, everything on post was closed. Nothing left to do except head back to the battery.
Ready for Brent's Graduation
Since I'm stuck in a hotel room about 1,500 miles away from home I figured I would post some updates!
A lot has taken place since Brent left for the Army back in October... Thanksgiving, Christmas, A New Year...
This Wednesday I flew out from Palm Beach International airport headed towards Lawton, Oklahoma. When I first arrived at the airport, I walked right up to the counter, checked my luggage, received my boarding passes, and thought, "Wow, this is all too easy!" I had a slight wait before boarding the airplane, but was on my way in no time. I had to stop in Atlanta, GA for a connection to Oklahoma City. When I arrived in Atlanta, my phone wouldn't work. I spent my entire layover in tears on the phone with customer service trying to figure out what in the world was going on. All I could think about was traveling to a state I have never been to, alone, and without my "life line" to the rest of the world! By the time tech support was able to get my phone back in working order, I was ready for lunch. I stopped at the closest place to my boarding gate and bought something to eat. Finally, I was where I needed to be, my phone was working, and I had some food... just as I sat down to eat, I hear that my flight is boarding. I had no time to eat and therefore wrapped up my food and placed it in my carry on. I figured no big deal, I'll eat in Oklahoma.
When I stepped off the plane in Oklahoma, I realized that my food had spilled out all over the inside of my bag. No fun at all trying to clean chicken salad and dressing off of a Coach wallet! Next stop was baggage claim. After standing there for about 10 minutes, there were no more bags coming through the hole in the wall, all the was left was an empty luggage belt and no sign of my bag. I walked over to the baggage claim service desk where I was told that my luggage was left in Atlanta and that they did not know when it would arrive. The man with the airline took down the address that I would be staying at and said, "hopefully you will have your luggage by the weekend." The weekend!? Right then and there was my breaking point. Immediately I got on the phone with my mom and lost all control of emotions. While crying hysterically on the phone another service rep walked by and asked if there was anything she could do for me. I got off the phone and proceeded to tell her my story. Long story short, she looked up my baggage claim number (something the first jerk didn't do) and was able to tell me exactly where my bag was and that it was already on it's way to Oklahoma. I told her that I would like to wait for it, but couldn't because I would miss my bus to the town I needed to be in. So, she set me up with a private taxi, meal vouchers, and flight vouchers all so I could wait for my bag and leave with it. I was thankful for her, what a life saver!
Much later than originally planned, I arrived in Lawton, which is the town where Ft. Sill is located and checked into my hotel room. What a relief to finally be here!
A lot has taken place since Brent left for the Army back in October... Thanksgiving, Christmas, A New Year...
This Wednesday I flew out from Palm Beach International airport headed towards Lawton, Oklahoma. When I first arrived at the airport, I walked right up to the counter, checked my luggage, received my boarding passes, and thought, "Wow, this is all too easy!" I had a slight wait before boarding the airplane, but was on my way in no time. I had to stop in Atlanta, GA for a connection to Oklahoma City. When I arrived in Atlanta, my phone wouldn't work. I spent my entire layover in tears on the phone with customer service trying to figure out what in the world was going on. All I could think about was traveling to a state I have never been to, alone, and without my "life line" to the rest of the world! By the time tech support was able to get my phone back in working order, I was ready for lunch. I stopped at the closest place to my boarding gate and bought something to eat. Finally, I was where I needed to be, my phone was working, and I had some food... just as I sat down to eat, I hear that my flight is boarding. I had no time to eat and therefore wrapped up my food and placed it in my carry on. I figured no big deal, I'll eat in Oklahoma.
When I stepped off the plane in Oklahoma, I realized that my food had spilled out all over the inside of my bag. No fun at all trying to clean chicken salad and dressing off of a Coach wallet! Next stop was baggage claim. After standing there for about 10 minutes, there were no more bags coming through the hole in the wall, all the was left was an empty luggage belt and no sign of my bag. I walked over to the baggage claim service desk where I was told that my luggage was left in Atlanta and that they did not know when it would arrive. The man with the airline took down the address that I would be staying at and said, "hopefully you will have your luggage by the weekend." The weekend!? Right then and there was my breaking point. Immediately I got on the phone with my mom and lost all control of emotions. While crying hysterically on the phone another service rep walked by and asked if there was anything she could do for me. I got off the phone and proceeded to tell her my story. Long story short, she looked up my baggage claim number (something the first jerk didn't do) and was able to tell me exactly where my bag was and that it was already on it's way to Oklahoma. I told her that I would like to wait for it, but couldn't because I would miss my bus to the town I needed to be in. So, she set me up with a private taxi, meal vouchers, and flight vouchers all so I could wait for my bag and leave with it. I was thankful for her, what a life saver!
Much later than originally planned, I arrived in Lawton, which is the town where Ft. Sill is located and checked into my hotel room. What a relief to finally be here!
Friday, October 16, 2009
Carnival...The Fun Ship!
Last week we set sail on the Carnival Imagination to Key West, FL and Cozumel, Mexico. It was a complete blast watching Vegas style shows, laughing at the comedians, playing games, participating in competitions, eating to our heart's content, sightseeing, and of course relaxing by the pool.
Our first stop was to the Ernest Hemingway house in Key West. There we were able to see how he lived, where he wrote some of his most famous books, and of course his cats. At all times there are 40-50 furry friends roaming the acre property. These cats are direct descendants from Hemingway's cats and some of them even have the six toe gene! My favorite part of the tour was the pool. It was built sometime in the 30's by one of Hemingway's wives while he was overseas. The pool is a saltwater pool and cost $20,000 to install. Unbelievable, considering the house was purchased for just $8,000!
The southern most point in the Continental United Sates...Only 90 miles to Cuba!
Mile Marker Zero... We're such tourists.
A cowboy bar in town where we had 2-for-1 margaritas.
The night before arriving in Mexico. We stopped to take a picture in the library while waiting for dinner to begin.
One of the many restraurants Cozumel has to offer it's guests. This one was my favorite with it sitting right on the crystal clear water.
Brent and I on the boat headed out to parasail. When we were trying to sign up for it in town the adventure companies wanted $90 a person to parasail. We decided that it was way over priced and ventured out of the tourist spot to do some deal searching. We ended up finding a guy that let us parasail for cheap, cheap, cheap. It was really nice. We had the boat to ourselves and we able to be up in the fresh air for 17 minutes.
The gorgeous water we parasailed over.
The "zonkey" at Fat Tuesdays
One last picture before heading back to the ship.
So, Brent and I were laying out by the pool when we heard announcments for the Men's Hairy Chest contest. I begged and pleaded with Brent to go sign up and he did. We were very much under the impression that all he would have to do is stand up on stage and look handsome as we all know he is. However, that was not the case. When the contest started each guy had to dance down a stair case, dance up onto the stage, have his chest felt, and give a tarzan yell! Although he didn't win the grand prize bottle of champagne, he did walk away with a "ship on a stick." Needless to say, it was a total hoot and not at all what we expected!
Us with Fun Ship Freddy during the free cocktail hour on our last night aboard.
The southern most point in the Continental United Sates...Only 90 miles to Cuba!
Mile Marker Zero... We're such tourists.
A cowboy bar in town where we had 2-for-1 margaritas. 
The night before arriving in Mexico. We stopped to take a picture in the library while waiting for dinner to begin. 
One of the many restraurants Cozumel has to offer it's guests. This one was my favorite with it sitting right on the crystal clear water. 
Brent and I on the boat headed out to parasail. When we were trying to sign up for it in town the adventure companies wanted $90 a person to parasail. We decided that it was way over priced and ventured out of the tourist spot to do some deal searching. We ended up finding a guy that let us parasail for cheap, cheap, cheap. It was really nice. We had the boat to ourselves and we able to be up in the fresh air for 17 minutes. 
The gorgeous water we parasailed over.
The "zonkey" at Fat Tuesdays
One last picture before heading back to the ship.
So, Brent and I were laying out by the pool when we heard announcments for the Men's Hairy Chest contest. I begged and pleaded with Brent to go sign up and he did. We were very much under the impression that all he would have to do is stand up on stage and look handsome as we all know he is. However, that was not the case. When the contest started each guy had to dance down a stair case, dance up onto the stage, have his chest felt, and give a tarzan yell! Although he didn't win the grand prize bottle of champagne, he did walk away with a "ship on a stick." Needless to say, it was a total hoot and not at all what we expected!
Us with Fun Ship Freddy during the free cocktail hour on our last night aboard.This trip was such a blessing for Brent and I. For the past few months we had talked about taking a cruise to get away together before he leaves for the Army. Last month we had finally given up on being able to take a vacation before he left purely due to a lack of money. It was such a surprise when I opened up papers for a cruise in my brithday card from Brent's parents. Thanks to them we were able to enjoy each other without any stress from our daily lives.
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