Distance really sucks sometimes…

Well….I don’t really know where to start….I am dating the best man in the world….We were meant for each other…..we also live 6 hours apart.  It’s not exactly like we can just hop in the car and go to the other ones house whenever we feel like it.  he came to see me a couple of weeks ago, and I’m going to see him in a couple of weeks….we do see each other once or twice a month for anywhere from a few days to a few weeks at a time.   But, each time we see each other and then leave to go back to our respective homes, the time we are apart feels even longer than the time before….

For instance; it has only been nine days since I saw him last, but it feels like it has been a whole month.  I have been in a funk for the past week.  I will probably be in this funk for the next couple of weeks.  It’s like a part of me is missing when I’m away from him.  I just miss him so much it hurts.

I always thought that that phrase, “I miss him/her so much it hurts,” was the silliest phrase.  I never thought that the people that said it knew what they were talking about.  But, now I know….when I say that phrase, “I miss him so much it hurts,” I really mean that I miss him so much it hurts.

Every morning when I wake up and get ready for class, I feel like packing a bag and getting in my car to go see him.  I also always used to think that long distance relationships were the dumbest thing in the world to try and make work.  But now, I know that long distance relationships can work, as long as the two people in the relationship both want it to work.  He and I both want our relationship to work, we both want a future with the other one in it.  We will have a future together, eventually….it just sucks waiting for eventually to happen…It’s hard being this far away from the person I love…I’d give anything to be with him right now, and make the six hours between us just disappear.

I’m just venting my frustrations….being a little sappy…..and having a bit of a “girl” moment….

Well, I just got off the phone with him…we talked for about 45 minutes or so…I told him my plans for this coming weekend…I feel guilty because he came down and surprised me one weekend because he missed me so bad….I feel like I should go up and see him this weekend.  I want to go see him this weekend, but I have already told some of my friends that I would go out with them this weekend because it’s one of their birthdays.  Plus, I would have to board my pup over the weekend, from Friday morning through Monday morning if I went up to see him….

His birthday is the first week in October, but I can’t be with him on his b-day because it’s on a Thursday and I have class…I thought about going up there to surprise him the weekend after his birthday though….I don’t know…..What the heck should I do? Should I go up to see him this weekend, and just tell my friends I can’t go out with them? or should I just wait  to go see him next weekend since it’s right after his b-day?  I’m kind of leaning towards going next weekend because I know he has tickets to a major league baseball game this weekend, and he is going to go to it with his brother….but I don’t know if he already has plans for the weekend after his birthday…..I feel like I’m being a horrible girlfriend…I have no idea what to do….

I miss him so much I want to drive up to see him right frigging now.  But I feel like I’ll be letting my friends down if I cancel on one of their birthdays….What do you think?

I’ll end it here….I have a test to study for….If you’ve taken the time to read this whole post with all my whining in it, leave me some comments please….

Until next time~Happy Blogging~ 

Coincidence??? I think not…

Read all of this one, it is interesting!!

Read down to the very bottom

 

highlighted in green, IT’LL

 

GIVE YOU GOOSEBUMPS!!!

You don’t want to miss this!

 

((*_*) )

VERY INTERESTING-

 

1. The Garden of Eden was in Iraq

 

2. Mesopotamia, which is now

 

 

Iraq, was the cradle of civilization!

3. Noah built the ark in Iraq

4. The Tower of Babel was in Iraq

5. Abraham was from Ur, which is in

 

Southern Iraq !

6. Isaac’s wife Rebekah is from Nahor,

 

which is in Iraq !

7. Jacob met Rachel in Iraq

8. Jonah preached in Nineveh – which is in

 

 Iraq

9. Assyria, which is in Iraq, conquered the

 

ten tribes of Israel

10. Amos cried out in Iraq !

11 Babylon , which is in Iraq , destroyed

 

 Jerusalem

12. Daniel was in the lion’s den in Iraq !

13. The three Hebrew children were in the

 

fire in Iraq (Jesus had been in Iraq also as

 

the fourth person in the Fiery Furnace!)

14. Belshazzar, the King of Babylon saw

 

the “writing on the wall” in Iraq

15. Nebuchadnezzar, King of Babylon,

 

carried the Jews captive into Iraq

16. Ezekiel preached in Iraq ..

17. The wise men were from Iraq ..

18. Peter preached in Iraq ..

19. The “Empire of Man”

 

described in Revelation is called

 

Babylon , which was a city in Iraq !

And you have probably seen this

 

one: Israel is the nation most

 

often mentioned in the Bible.

 

But do you know which nation is

 

second?

 

It is Iraq !

 

However, that is not the name

 

that is used in the Bible.

The names used in the Bible are

 

Babylon , Land of Shinar , and

 

Mesopotamia … The word

 

Mesopotamia means between the two

 

rivers, more exactly between the Tigris

 

And Euphrates Rivers ..

The name Iraq , means country

 

with deep roots.

Indeed Iraq is a country with

 

deep roots and is a very

 

significant country in the Bible.

No other nation, except Israel ,

 

has more history and prophecy

 

associated

 

With it than Iraq

And also, This is something to

 

think about:Since America is

 

typically represented by an eagle.

Saddam should have read up on

 

his Muslim passages …

The following verse is from the Koran, (the

 

Islamic Bible)

Koran ( 9:11 ) – For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle.. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and lo, while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced; for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah;

 

And there was peace.
(Note the verse number!) Hmmmmmmm?!

This is a ribbon for soldiers

 

 fighting in Iraq .

Information Please…..

~~~I got this in an email from my dad, I thought it had a great message….Hope ya’ll like it!~~~

 

 

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it. Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.  My personal experience with the genie- in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.

 Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.

 I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.  The telephone!  Quickly, I ran for the footstool    in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.  Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. “Information, please” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

 A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

 “Information.”

 “I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

 “Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.

 “Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.

 “Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.

 “No,” I replied.  “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.”

 “Can you open the icebox?” she asked.

 I said I could.

 “Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice.

 After that, I called “Information Please” for everything.

 I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.  She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

 Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, Information Please,” and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled.

 I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?”

 She must have sensed my deep  concern, for she said quietly, “Paul always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”

 Somehow I felt better.

 Another day I was on the telephone, “Information Please.”

 “Information,” said in the now familiar voice.

 “How do I spell fix?” I asked.

 All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest.

 When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.  “Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.  As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

 A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, “Information Please.”

 Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.

 “Information.”

 I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, “Could you please tell me how to spell fix?”

 There was a long pause.  Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.”

 I laughed, “So it’s really you,” I said.  “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?”

 I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your call meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.”

 I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

 “Please do”, she said.  “Just ask for Sally.”

 Three months later I was back in Seattle.  A different voice answered, “Information.”

 I asked for Sally.

 “Are you a friend?” she said.

 “Yes, a very old friend,” I answered.

 “I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” she said.  “Sally had been working part- time the last few years because she was sick.  She died five weeks ago.”

 Before I could hang up she said, “Wait a minute, did you say your name was Paul?”

 “Yes.” I answered.

 “Well, Sally left a message for you.  She wrote it down in case you called.  Let me read it to you.”

 The note said, “Tell him there are other worlds to sing in.  He’ll know what I mean.”

 I thanked her and hung up.  I knew what Sally meant.

 Never underestimate the impression you may make on others. Whose life have you touched today?

 Why not pass this on?  I just did….

 Lifting you on eagle’s wings.  May you find the joy and peace you long  for.

 Life is a journey ..  NOT a guided tour.

No more summer….another one by Jim Gaffigan!

OK, here is another MySpace bulletin from Jim Gaffigan…Yes, he is my favorite comedian! Hope you enjoy it as much as I did when I first read it!~~~~There are many reasons to cheer the end of summer, not just the return of Pale Force on Monday September 24th. Here are the reasons I gave Entertainment Weekly that I’m happy summer is over:

No more sunscreen:
For pale people like myself, putting on sunscreen is no simple task. It’s a chore. Once when my wife and I were on vacation, she said she was going to the beach and I told her I would meet her down there after I put on sunscreen. I actually got down to the beach a year later. True story. During the summer pale people also have to make sure they get everything covered in that greasy goo. I always miss a place and have a pink smudge tattoo for a week. Or just my ears are sunburned. Very attractive.

No More Legs:
The shorts get put away. Believe me, you don’t want to see my legs. Hell, I don’t want to see my legs. When I wear shorts people look at me like, “Hey, I’m trying to eat here and you’ve got those sausage legs”. Fair enough. But frankly, I don’t want to see your legs either. First of all most legs are just as bad as mine. And the ladies with the really nice legs? Excuse me, I’m trying to concentrate on being a good husband and you are taunting me as you casually walk by on your cell phone filling my head with impure thoughts. How dare you, Madam!

No more outdoors:
During the summer there is way too much pressure to do things outside. “It’s sunny. We should do something outside!” Hey I’ve been outside. It’s not that great. Outdoor activities always tend to interrupt my napping and watching of Law & Order marathons.

No more crocs:
Somewhere along the way this summer, adult men decided they would look good in those shoes obviously designed for toddlers or Martha Stewart. They were wrong and unfortunately it will take a change of season to get the dorks out of these garish eyesores. Maybe when it’s a little chillier we won’t have to be subjected to the 40-year-old guy in purple Crocs. Unfortunately, we are now entering “the men in clogs” part of the year, immediately followed by the even more upsetting “Men in Uggs” season. Ugg! I don’t care if “They’re comfy”. You look like you robbed a teenage girl.

Nothing gets done during the summer:
I don’t care what business you are in, everyone seems to view summer as a three-month vacation. The prevailing attitude seems to be “Well it’s summer so I’m not gonna do any work”. In the entertainment business it’s even worse. All summer I seem to hear, “I’m going on vacation and then my boss is going on vacation, so I’ll give you an answer in November.”

More Bacon:
Now that summer is over I can finally enjoy eating tons of bacon.
Sure I always eat a lot of bacon, but during the fall it seems to tastes better. Let’s be honest, bacon is more enjoyable to eat in a sweatshirt than in a bikini. Maybe that’s just me. Boy, do I love me some bacon.

My Fall Tour:
Catch me this fall starting in Philly Sept 29th, where I promise to continue to talk about the important issues of the day like bacon, escalators, hammocks and of course, Hot Pockets. Additionally, shows have been added in Portland, Minneapolis and Seattle.

I love you and fall,

Jim

A picture is worth a thousand words…Enough said!

How to tell you’re not Mom’s favorite….

Man in the glass….

~~~~~~~~Hi all! I got this in a bulletin on MySpace….I thought it was a very good poem with an excellent meaning….

Hope ya’ll agree!~~~~~~~~~~

When you get what you want in your struggle for self…
And the world makes you king for a day,
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself…
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t what your father or mother or wife…
Whose judgment upon you must pass,
The fellow whose verdict counts the most in your life…
Is the one staring back from the glass.

Some people may think you’re a straight shooting chum…
And call you a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum…
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.

He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest…
For he’s with you clear up to the end,
And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test…
If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years…
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears…
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.

Words from my favorite comedian, Jim Gaffigan:

If dog is man’s best friend, then Catsup is definitely food’s best friend. Catsup is always there to help out or improve something you are eating. “These fries need catsup” or “I’m having Mac and Cheese for the 4th day in a row – this time I’ll add catsup and pretend it’s Marinara sauce”. You know what I mean.

Sadly, it seems we only realize how important catsup is when you don’t have it. We’ve all had the moment when we discover we have more fries than catsup? It ain’t fun brother. What if there never was Catsup? I know it’s scary thought. What if there was no tomato. That’s even scarier. No tomatoes means no catsup, probably no Italy. Who knows, maybe no Carla Gugino.

When was the last time you held a catsup bottle in your hands and said “Thank you catsup”? A while? Maybe it’s time you gave some props to the king of all condiments.

I love you and I think you know how I feel about catsup,

Jim

The above letter was posted in a bulletin by Jim Gaffigan…He is one of my friends on my MySpace page.  Gaffigan is my favorite comedian.  The first time I really remember seeing his stand up show was last year around Halloween.  I went to a Halloween party, and of course I got a smidge inebriated…I had ridden to the party with some friends, and I rode back from the party with them as well.  Well, my friends decided I was a little too drunk, so we left.  Apparently I did something to embarrass them, or they felt like I was going to do something to embarrass them very soon….Anyway, my friends and I left the party…When we got back to the apartment complex where my car was parked, I asked one of them if I could come up and watch TV until I sobered up some….When we got up to the apt, we turned on Comedy Central, and Jim Gaffigan was doing his stand up act.  It was the one with the ‘Hot Pocket’ bit in it.  I couldn’t stop laughing! Friggin hilarious!  If you’ve never heard him before, you need to figure out a way to hear him!

Anyway, I thought the letter in his bulletin on myspace was funny, so I had to share it with ya’ll!

Until next time~~~~~~~~~~~Happy Blogging!~~~~~~~~~~~

Hello Again Bloggers!

Hey everyone! I know it’s been too long since I’ve posted anything….I’ve been really busy with school stuff and Army stuff lately.  I switched Army units back in July and have been trying to get everything straightened out in that arena.  I started school back in August, and have been trying to spend more time studying than I have ever spent studying before.  In addition to all the school and Army stuff,I have had several health issues come up that I am dealing with….not fun…

Anyway, I have some updates on things that have recently transpired in my life….I am no longer going to move out of Arkansas at the end of the year…In a way I’m happy about that, but in a way I’m not happy about it…I could have gotten a little better degree in the state I was going to move to, but since I’m staying where I am, I will finish school about a semester sooner than I would have had I moved…I won’t get to be with my boyfriend as soon as I had hoped since I’m not moving, but he will be moving here very soon, so I am extremely happy about that!   One of the best things about me not moving is that I won’t have to give my pets away.  I was going to have to sell/give away my ferret and my cat, but now that I’m staying here, I can keep them!  Plus, I was worried about taking my pup with me because I would have been living on a third floor apartment, and that would have been difficult with the potty training skills my pup has developed….He is used to getting to go outside and stay outside for a little while so he can play, and waist time looking for the perfect spot to potty….If we had moved I would have had to start going out with him, and I wouldn’t have had the time necessary for him to look for the perfect potty spot every morning….

The neighborhood I would have been living in isn’t the safest area for a female to live either….Granted, I wouldn’t have been living there alone, but I would have been there by myself a lot at night, and I felt so uncomfortable going outside to get something out of my car after dark, so I can only imagine how unsafe and uncomfortable I would have felt having to take my pup out to potty late at night before bed time…I felt safe every time my bf was there with me, but as soon as he would leave for work, the safe feeling I had would go with him….I don’t know if that makes sense, but that’s the way it is..

So….Yes, I am bummed that I’m not moving at year’s end, but I am glad I’ll finish school on time, I get to keep all of my babies, and when my bf moves here I’ll be in hog heaven! Oh! We actually had a conversation about marriage the other day when he was here visiting!  I have never been so happy in my life! I mean, we have known each other since we were 13 years old, so we know each other pretty well…He knows just how to make me smile, even when I don’t want to smile.  I can make him laugh just by saying something in a goofy voice, or with a funny face…We can talk about anything and everything with each other, and no matter what we say, it’s alright.  I am so in love with him!  Of course, our conversation was about marriage, but it wasn’t a proposal….But, if he were to ask me to marry him right now, I would in a  heartbeat!  It would be just wonderful!!!!

Anyway, I spoke to the dean of the college of education at my university…He told me that I have to make three a’s and one  B in order raise my GPA up to where it needs to be by the end of this semester so I can get into the College of Education…Of course, I can make all A’s and be fine too, but I’m really worried about being able to make three A’s and one B….I have two teaching classes and two math classes this semester, and I am horrible when it comes to any type of mathematics….So, I’m spending extra time on homework and studying this go round….I’ve never had to study before in my life, I’ve always made good grades….Never straight A’s, but good nonetheless.  Now, at 26 years of age, I am learning how to study for the first time…It’s not easy…

Anyway, I have class tomorrow morning, so I’ll end this post here…I’ll try to post things more often than I have been from now on….Oh! BTW – I have two math tests this week, one on Wednesday, and the other on Friday….Wish me luck!

Until next time~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Happy Blogging!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~