It has been an eventful week, to say the least. I spent days getting ready, and then Sunday morning wandering about airports and sitting in the back of planes trying to arrive in New Hampshire in as little time as possible. Yay! I made it. Now I am sitting in the living room of a house my man lives in with several other folks... But I'm watching Big Bang Theory waiting till it's time for Dustin to get off work.
Monday was the best though. Dustin had duty so I didn't know what I was gonna do for two days... So Monday I drove. A while. I found the town of Hampton where I drove past several beaches and... the topic of this blog... an old antique shop. It is called the Drake Farm and they have an entire barn full of books. It was awesome. They also have a "Fairy Glen" inside the antique area where it's just fairy books and figurines and little girls' ribbon-y headbands and wands. It was adorable.
As I went to leave, the gentleman working stopped me to see if I had found everything I was looking for. I said I had merely stopped in because some of my friends had suggested I find some New England antique shops and look around... He asked where I was originally from, so of course I told him, and it turns out, he grew up in South Alabama, too. His brother was born in Birmingham and they lived near Montgomery. He then asked how long I had been here and if I had seen a lot yet. I hadn't to which he asked if I had the town map yet... I did not. Then this lovely man proceeded to give me a decorated map of Hampton, and then a few minutes later, another of Portsmouth and Kittery. He grabbed a sharpie and circled the best places to go, told me what was good where, and indicated the directions to get to those places. He told me where the best Mexican food was, the best ice cream (and what flavor and what type of cone to get), the nicest, not crowded beaches, and even when the places had a good bar (not that it helps me since I can't drink, but it was a sweet gesture anyway). He recommended so many places and was just so nice. It made my day. He told me he just had to take care of folks from back home.
Needless to say, it was a great way to start what had until then, been a very stressful time in a new place full of people I don't know. I am hoping I can encounter more of these people like him up here in the next few weeks. If they all turn out to be so kind, I will be doing well. :)
Later,
~Jazz~
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
It's about that time...
Yup. Summer. It's here. I can tell. "Why?" you ask? Well you see, here around town, there are signs all over the place. Vacation Bible Schools are in session. School parking lots are basically empty. Love bugs show up in between the many many maaaany thunderstorms. The grass is growing... a LOT. And the ants are biting. Ouch. And oh, are they hiding from the rain. I know because they keep trying to take refuge in my bathroom. very frustrating to go dy your face in the morning to have an ant attack your eyelid. Not especially pleasant.
Oh. And then there's the ever-so-crucual, little tiny detail of... It's HOT. Ugh. So hot. And humid. Oh yes. Totally summer in south Alabama.
In my geography class this last semester, my teacher discussed with us how, those of us who live here in lower Alabama find it funny when, in movies, people seem afraid of thunderstorms... I always found that sort of behavior rather odd as, while I am not fond of lightning, I don't exactly hide under my covers when the thunder claps. Thunderstorms don't scare me. Apparently though, there are many places in the world where there are few to NO thunderstorms. Some people could go their whole lives without seeing them. I don't think I would enjoy life as much without them. It's very odd to even think of it... Actually, odd doesn't even cover it. No thunderstorms? Sad day, dude.
Wow. FX just cut off a commercial at the wrong point. I bet it was a really good one, too. The kid was playing a video game with his dad and they were making bets on who would win. Dad: "If I in, you get to buy my next tank of gas." Son: "Chyeah. If I win, you get to buy my next bag of weed." Dad: *Sideways stare* And then they cut it off as one syllable of sound came out of the narrator's mouth. Ugh. I wish I knew what he was going to say. That was a wakeup call commercial if I ever saw one... The kid said it and I was thinking "WHAT? Did he really just say that to his Dad??"
Oh Men of Honor. Your ending gets me everytime...
People keep asking me how wedding planning is going. Well, dear friends who care, it is at a standstill. You see, my love is working extraordinarily hard and is forced to stay at his post for the time being... and "the time being" isn't going to end anytime soon it seems. So for now, I am here. He is there. And it sucks. As is life, I suppose. But the best and most awesome news is I'm supposed to get to go see him after another trip I'm going on... so just a few more weeks! :D :] :) C: Ah. Yay
This is good. Because Mon Kie misses Mon Kette., too
I will NOT wake up before 6 A.M. tomorrow. I'm forcing myself to stay awake just so I will be sleepy and not wake up super early without cause again. It's been happening for a few days now. I don't like it. Unnecessary early morning wake up calls are silly.
It's about that time again... yup. Time for bed. Sweet dreams all. Until next time.
~Jazmyn~
Oh. And then there's the ever-so-crucual, little tiny detail of... It's HOT. Ugh. So hot. And humid. Oh yes. Totally summer in south Alabama.
In my geography class this last semester, my teacher discussed with us how, those of us who live here in lower Alabama find it funny when, in movies, people seem afraid of thunderstorms... I always found that sort of behavior rather odd as, while I am not fond of lightning, I don't exactly hide under my covers when the thunder claps. Thunderstorms don't scare me. Apparently though, there are many places in the world where there are few to NO thunderstorms. Some people could go their whole lives without seeing them. I don't think I would enjoy life as much without them. It's very odd to even think of it... Actually, odd doesn't even cover it. No thunderstorms? Sad day, dude.
Wow. FX just cut off a commercial at the wrong point. I bet it was a really good one, too. The kid was playing a video game with his dad and they were making bets on who would win. Dad: "If I in, you get to buy my next tank of gas." Son: "Chyeah. If I win, you get to buy my next bag of weed." Dad: *Sideways stare* And then they cut it off as one syllable of sound came out of the narrator's mouth. Ugh. I wish I knew what he was going to say. That was a wakeup call commercial if I ever saw one... The kid said it and I was thinking "WHAT? Did he really just say that to his Dad??"
Oh Men of Honor. Your ending gets me everytime...
People keep asking me how wedding planning is going. Well, dear friends who care, it is at a standstill. You see, my love is working extraordinarily hard and is forced to stay at his post for the time being... and "the time being" isn't going to end anytime soon it seems. So for now, I am here. He is there. And it sucks. As is life, I suppose. But the best and most awesome news is I'm supposed to get to go see him after another trip I'm going on... so just a few more weeks! :D :] :) C: Ah. Yay
This is good. Because Mon Kie misses Mon Kette., too
I will NOT wake up before 6 A.M. tomorrow. I'm forcing myself to stay awake just so I will be sleepy and not wake up super early without cause again. It's been happening for a few days now. I don't like it. Unnecessary early morning wake up calls are silly.
It's about that time again... yup. Time for bed. Sweet dreams all. Until next time.
~Jazmyn~
And so it begins...
I have a blog. Yay. It was an interesting process trying to figure out what to call the darn thing. I spent 27 minutes looking up other blogs that had the names I wanted... (Ok, so 27 minutes is a wrong estimation... but you totally believed it, right? I hope so. Cause I thought it was pretty believable. It was actuallly longer than that. But I didn't want to get crazy with my approximation of time... anyways.)
It was also difficult to pick a name because quite frankly, I am still not quite sure what my focus here is. But I do know, despite uncertainly starting this, it is something I want to keep up. I did my Myspace shpeels for a while... And then I couldn't quite get into Facebook notes... They were typically just Myspace blogs copied and pasted into Facebook notes... the difference being I could attach pictures and such easily... But yeah. That was all kind of... Meh. Boring. So here maybe I can make it more me and keep it up longer.
I considered the title "A Day in the Life of a Sailor's Wife." That was taken. And I'm sad to report the couple is now spliting up. It made me sad.
Then while searching for a similar title but instead using "Submariner's Wife" I found a cute little book I'm interested in ordering now.
And then it occured to me I am not yet a wife... not quite. And I wanted a name that was timeless... because then I thought of the "Sailor's Wife" 's blog and she is now splitting up with her sailor. While I am not trying to be morbid about such things as to think mine or anyone else's marriage won't last, I figured I needed a cooler title anyway... So this is the one I settled on... I think it is suitable. As if to say "Here. Here's a small taste of what it's like to live my life..." Whether it is a nervous, anxious and scary moment. Or, perhaps, a happy, joyous, exciting moment... Or even the everyday boring but somehow still intriguing to hear about kinds of moments. I figure it'll be hit or miss most of the time. But I'm willing to see how it goes.
So here goes.
~Jazmyn~
It was also difficult to pick a name because quite frankly, I am still not quite sure what my focus here is. But I do know, despite uncertainly starting this, it is something I want to keep up. I did my Myspace shpeels for a while... And then I couldn't quite get into Facebook notes... They were typically just Myspace blogs copied and pasted into Facebook notes... the difference being I could attach pictures and such easily... But yeah. That was all kind of... Meh. Boring. So here maybe I can make it more me and keep it up longer.
I considered the title "A Day in the Life of a Sailor's Wife." That was taken. And I'm sad to report the couple is now spliting up. It made me sad.
Then while searching for a similar title but instead using "Submariner's Wife" I found a cute little book I'm interested in ordering now.
And then it occured to me I am not yet a wife... not quite. And I wanted a name that was timeless... because then I thought of the "Sailor's Wife" 's blog and she is now splitting up with her sailor. While I am not trying to be morbid about such things as to think mine or anyone else's marriage won't last, I figured I needed a cooler title anyway... So this is the one I settled on... I think it is suitable. As if to say "Here. Here's a small taste of what it's like to live my life..." Whether it is a nervous, anxious and scary moment. Or, perhaps, a happy, joyous, exciting moment... Or even the everyday boring but somehow still intriguing to hear about kinds of moments. I figure it'll be hit or miss most of the time. But I'm willing to see how it goes.
So here goes.
~Jazmyn~
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