New Morning, A New Day

Okay, I know it's still awhile off buuuuuuuuuuuttt... I'm already planning things. If anyone wants to look into things to get her for her first birthday, go to w ww.babiesrus.com and type in my first and last name. I don't really expect anything (I know we all have things that we need to get for our own family, so it's okay), but if anyone would like to. I'm also trying to find a theme. Silly idea, I know. http://www.celebrateexpress.com/celebration/Refine.aspx?N=4294967145&Ns=sort13&TabID=4294967146&pageID=0&iRec=50&vw=aslisi is the website for the themes. I'm not sure which one to pick! I don't want a girly girl theme because she's not a girly girl and no pink. Any ideas?

It happened again. I dreamed of the first love again. He was the same as I remember from 1999, only taller. Started talking with him, gave him a quick shoulder massage. "You were always really good at that," I seem to remember him saying. Nothing past that. Why am I having these dreams?!

I tried going to sleep but couldn't because I had this "rant" going through my head. The scenario is me at my own store as a customer and I catch someone unpacking something. Me: Excuse me? Them: Yes? Me: What do you think you're doing there? Them: Nothing really. Me: Why are you taking that out of the package? Them: I want to see what it looks like. Me: Why? It gives you the perfect picture of it plus the measurements for it. Them: That may be but I still want to see it. Me: Could you humor me for a minute? Them: Okay... Me: Okay. Imagine you work in a store, very much like the one you're in right now. Imagine that you're getting paid minimum wage, working anywhere between 25 and 40 hours a week. Imagine that the only gratitude you really get out of working at the store is, for instance, seeing all of the new babies and their parents and helping those parents get the best items they can for their new child. Them: Of course.. Me: Not done yet. Please let me fi

I had another dream again. Another dream about the first love. We were together and happy, a family. I don't know why though. It's really ... I can't even think of the right word; it's getting to me that much. He was the same as I remember him, but his face is a little rounder. The feelings, the connection between us was still there and strong. It upsets me that I still have these unconcious thoughts, these dreams. I have no control over them. I know there are ways to "control" what you dream, but it's so hard Whatever precautions there are, I'd forget to do them. Akri, I love you

Been awhile it seems. Deployment is half over.. a little more than half over. :) Our internet was shut off shortly after my last diary post. We didn't have internet for nearly two weeks. Since our phone and cable are hooked up in the same package, we didn't have those either. Bella just started saying "baby" yesterday. It's a little broken up, but it's still "baby." I got it on webcam video and posted it here, on MySpace and emailed it to him. Talked to Shen and Triana today (Alyssa last night) about SeaWorld on Monday. Looks like Ye Olde Man will be here in a matter of hours. Bella and I will get in for free, since we're dependents and we'll have to pay $46.50 for Mom. Work is going well. I miss the paychecks I got when I was temping, but I wasn't enjoying that as much as I am where I work now. I'm still getting paid every week, but it's half the hourly wages I'm used to and slightly fewer hours. At least I enjoy wh