Thoughts of the Day...

I am in a love hate relationship with my house right now. I love having my home. I can tinker, paint, pretty much do whatever I want to it (unless its outside, dang HOA, but that's a whole other issue). Anyway since Aaron has been gone I have been going at my house like a crazy lady. Yet, I still don't feel like anything has changed or that I even love what I am doing. Maybe it is just today I am feeling like this because my poor home hasn't been properly cleaned in a while. Its easy to not clean when there's no husband coming home by 5 every day : ) I have many projects and ideas for my house and eventually I will post pictures when they look good enough. But today all the nick nacks I have collected over the past few years don't have a home and are all on top of my fridge. I don't feel very creative. I need a boost of craftiness.

And in my search for crafty ideas I have been looking at A LOT of blogs. I am amazed at how beautiful some women have decorated their homes. It make me jealous I admit it. So here is the point of this post. I am sick of looking at perfect blogs. These women are awesome and I love stealing there ideas, but seriously do they ever sleep or play with their children. Their homes are so up to date with every new home trend its ridiculous. I love to decorate my house and I will continue to look at blogs, but I just had to put my two cents out there. Anyway...

I got to talk to Aaron today. They give him 15 minutes to talk to me... how generous of them. It was so good to hear his voice. And the fun part is I wasn't even expecting him to call. He normally calls on Sunday, but today is Saturday so that was a pleasant surprise. Since we only get a few minutes our conversations aren't extensive, but I am glad I get to talk to him. Today he told me that he feels like BMT is a lot like the MTC but without the spirit. He told me everyone says the same things like "when I get out of here I'm gonna..." or
" I miss real food ". That makes me laugh. The first week I got to talk to Aaron he told me not to send him a care package because if there was food in it they would just dispose of it. Today he told me that one of the other men in his flight group got a care package from his brother who works at the Mrs. Fields cookie factory. The package was full of cookies and one large cake cookie. You know the kind with the frosting that they sell at the mall? Anyway when the drill Sergeant saw the package and that it said Mrs. Fields on it he decided that Aaron's group could eat the cookies. Aaron said everyone was super excited. So after the cookies were all eaten, the Sergeant says "on your face" which means hit the floor. For the next half hour or so Aaron's whole group had to work off the cookies. According to Aaron it was not comfortable to have eaten 5 helpings of Mrs. Fields and then do endless push ups and leg flutters. But if I was the drill Sargent I think I would have been enjoying myself. I miss Aaron, but we are doing okay. It is true though distance does make the heart grow fonder. I am also really appreciating Aaron more for everything he does when he's home. I do love that boy