Zoomin' on Joy.

Restoration and Joy.

Joy and Restoration.

These are the things I am learning recently.

They're recurring lessons and themes in Church studies, Bible readings, books, and people around me.

And the songs Restoration and Come Ye Sinners are playing on repeat in my brain.

And with all that seriousness, how about a TORNADO slice on the menu?

Or one of five baby bunnies that my dog discovered in the yard. They're not even 10 days old because their eyes aren't opened. They're growing every time we check on them. (no, we're not touching them because momma bunny wouldn't come back for them!). But seriously, we have FOUR adult bunnies (aka rabbits) and now five lil baby bunnies to ban from our garden. It's hard because they're so adorable.

And the Indy 500 is six days away.

We have two extra tickets.

The choice now is go to church that morning then to the race or just straight to the race.

I'm thinking church first because (a) I have to worship MY GOD and (b) I am playing drums, too.

My priorities are God, not a silly race.

But we had Garage Passes to yesterday's events.

That was fun and fabulous and hot.

106 degrees on the black pavement at the track.

yowzers, give me AZ heat instead.

Humidity is for the crazies.

Garden update coming soon.

We're hopefully planting/transplanting most of it today and tomorrow.

I've planted lavender, roses, hostas, and moved some juniper around so far.

Post-Modern Mother's Day.

First off, the Military Spouse Appreciation Blog Hop was a BLAST! I met loads of new "friends" and learned a lot, too. Thanks for the support.

Second. Mother's Day! It always starts off rough because I am not a "biological" mother yet nor have I officially adopted any children yet, either. Yet the Church leadership did something that helped heal that: They reminded us to recall our SECOND moms; those out there who have been like a mom to us through the years and that amazed me. Hanging out with youthins and teaching them does require that mothering skill we learn by imitating our mothers, practice, and skills given by God.

So, I chose to be part of something bigger than myself yesterday. Worship rocked at our churches and we had great fellowship time. Following that, we played in the garden. The tale here being that you never plant BEFORE Mother's Day. Well, yay let it officially be after Mother's Day and the plants can enjoy the earth surrounding their roots.



We can officially create the deck space, the garden surrounding the pergola, and the backyard entertainment areas once our table is uncovered from seedlings. I counted our pepper seedlings and if they ALL make it from here on out, there's fifty-seven plants! Holy Goodness that's a lot of roasted peppers, stuffed peppers, salsa, chinese stir-fry, and more. Our Tomato plants outweigh them, too! Loads of sauces, salsas, and produce to give away!

And of course for fruits we currently have a persimmon tree, grape vines, strawberries, and blueberry bushes! We're hoping to purchase a pink lemonade blueberry bush but the ones we found were dead in the store. I may purchase some more blueberry bushes today so we can have a fruitful harvest in a few years. Blueberries are great for smoothies, pies, pancakes, syrup, and yet so much cheaper than buying at the Farmer's Market!

Our Veggies this year shall be interesting. My sister brought up some of her vegetable leftovers and some of it is stuff we've not thought about growing before. She brought sun chokes, watermelon, garlic, and onions that we've never grown before. And also tomatoes, cucumbers, and beans that we have.  Plus, we have cucumbers, squash, zucchini, green beans, pinto beans, cantaloupe, peas, tomatillos, peppers, tomatoes, kale, broccoli, swiss chard, and a whole lot of herbs. I'll have to do a run down of the entire garden once it's all planted.

We'll soon have peppers and tomatoes already from being in the laundry room/greenhouse part of the seedling plantings. Habanero, poblano, green, red, carnival, kung pao peppers. Yum! I cannot wait to eat them.

Oh, and we FINALLY watched The Avengers in 3-D. It was AMAZING! The 2.5 hours flew by and their was so much packed into one movie it could be overwhelming if you didn't know the characters' backstories. But, amazing for what little I knew about each character. I didn't watch any cartoons or read comics growing up that featured the Avengers so this is all a first for me, and my nerdy self. Loved it. We read online that they're going to bring Spider-Man into the Sequel? Weird. But I do know that Iron Man will have a third installation and Captain America and Thor both get their own sequels as well. Let's just hope that the cast stays the same or we'll have loads of disappointed fans. (There's eye candy for everyone!)

Time to get out and be outside again. The weather has been great!

2012 MIlitary Spouse Appreciation.

It's a normal day on the calendar. 

Yet, to some calendars there's a blip that says "Military Spouse Appreciation Day."

None of mine do, and that's kind of depressing.

I wonder if the calendars they pass out to the local Marines at work, do?

Top Gun

The Hunt for Red October

The Pacific

The Army Wives

Pearl Harbor

Jar Head

Dear John

A Few Good Men

The Guardian

Flags of our Fathers

Letters to Iwo Jima

We Were Soldiers

Captain America

Officer and a Gentleman

*just a short short list

Movies, televisions shows, lyrics, poems.

They all try to do justice to the life that is a part of the Military Spouse.

I don't think they even come close.

At least not in a "made for entertainment" kind of way.

Would anyone really watch a show where the Spouse left behind is left in the home crying, seeing things break, and celebrating holidays alone? Yeah, I didn't think so.

Eleven years I have been a spouse of an Active Duty Marine. When I first met my Marine and fell in love, I was clueless. My sister was Active Duty Army at the time and tried telling me how AWFUL Marines are and can be. (She's since changed her story after meeting my amazing Marine). So, we got married in February 2001. The Marine went to work, came home went to the field a few times and that was all fine and dandy.

9-11 changed how I was a military spouse. I went from mostly having my husband home that first almost year to never-ceasing schooling, training, deployments, tdys(work "business" trips), promotions, schooling, more trainings, deployments, and field exercises. Long hours don't even begin to cover it. Yet, as spouses, we carry on. We signed up for this the day we said "I Do" regardless of how we THOUGHT we knew how the military operated.


 Once you're married into the military, you learn an entirely knew language. Military love their acronyms and shorts words. You learn the officers and the enlisted and how each of their jobs are important to the task at hand. You learn that supper/dinner is never at the same time every night, that bedtimes change as the work schedules get longer, that military personnel have to function on little sleep sometimes and complaining about it still won't change it. You learn that your home is a place of support, encouragement, and understanding as a military spouse. Doors are always open to fellow military members and sometimes work does come home.

As a Military Spouse you learn to function and run an entire household on your own. There's often Murphy and his law that states (unofficially of course) that once the Spouse is deployed, all sorts of things will go haywire and break. It could be anything from payday to sump pumps to vehicles. It never fails that there's going to be at least one major catastrophe throughout the duration of a deployment. Sometimes it is even life that happens: funerals, marriages, graduations, births, and adoptions all while the spouse is away.  Nothing truly prepares us for this lifestyle of being nomads in a Country that our spouses have signed up to defend. Some of the fortunate ones stay at bases/posts for years while a lot of us are moving back and forth across this great land every couple/few years.

And yet, sometimes we are often casualties of this lifestyle. We get left alone by our families because we're never at "home" or can't visit as often as we like. We don't fit in to a regular community because when we finally get comfortable in our surroundings, we receive orders to move again. Our careers are slaughtered every move we make; starting over or changing positions, or changing career fields entirely just to have a job. Our medical and dental records are scattered like the wind across several states even though we all have our own copies. And friendships, well I have really amazing friends left behind at every single duty station we have ever been stationed at (all six places). The"close" friends drift apart by time, selfishness, and change. But those that were true friends remain part of our lives. Then there's making friends with fellow military spouses. We send Christmas cards, update on new family members, congratulate promotions, and our college graduations, and always update each other on our newest set of orders hoping that one day, we can be stationed together again.


There is a huge blessing to being a part of the military nomadic lifestyle; we get to belong to a different family at every duty stations. We get to be a part of amazing church families as we jump in, help out, and BE the church with people we barely get to know before we move again. We get invited into homes and families like we've always belonged. We share life together and help to build up the church with ideas, help, and volunteer hours. We praise God as He gives us the opportunity to be a part of something so amazing and so diverse as His American Church. We get to experience a tiny sliver of the life Paul had as he ministered to different churches and homes and never had a place to call "home". We get to help churches in ways only God allows us by saying YES and going outside our comfort zones. He gives us the right talents, the right words, the right timing to help HIS church. And only being a part of the military could do this for us, so Thank You, God for allowing us this blessing!