The Sailor and I got married what many would call "old" in the military community. We didn't date in high school, he didn't join right after graduation, and we decided to have the big traditional wedding that took about two years to put together (thanks deployment). I was 27 and he was 26 when we finally tied the knot. If I look at the life track of all my friends from college, they look similar to mine: meet someone during or after college, date them for at least a year,

I recently got an email from a woman whose husband had just enlisted in the Navy. She said that she enjoyed reading my blog (hooray!) and wanted to know if my husband and I chose to live on base and why or why wouldn't we? It made me reexamine the decision the Sailor and I made after we got engaged (what feels like forever ago). Why did we chose civilian housing instead of military housing? If you know me, you know that I'm very Type A and I love to make lists. So that's

Oh my goodness, I accidentally took a couple week hiatus! October ended up being a pretty busy month, involving the Sailor's birthday, a friend's wedding, a family emergency, our 6 month anniversary, a trip to Busch Gardens and Halloween (Below are pictures from the wedding, road trip and Trunk-or-Treat)! But I haven't forgotten about y'all and this blog! I have also been busy with work (my job still rocks!) and with the Family Readiness Group. While I was living in North