Monday, January 30, 2012

postcards from beau.

With R gone (but coming home this week, hooray!) I have been texting him pictures like crazy to help make me feel a teeny bit less far away. I'm lucky he's so patient, because really, no one wants to get texts all day saying things like, "Look at this funny license plate!" and "Here's what I ate for lunch. Stay tuned for dinner! XOXO!" Alas, he is a good man, so he puts up with me. 


Mostly though, I send him pictures of Beau. Because we're crazy dog parents and we think our little chocolate dog is pretty much the cutest thing on Earth. I realized today that I have about 50 pictures on my phone, and I thought I'd share just a few of the good ones. Because if you are one of my three and half readers, there's a good chance think my dog is pretty cute, too. Rest assured there is a lot more where this came from, so be glad I'm only giving you a sampling...


Playing ball at the park near our house is Beau's favorite activity in the whole wide world. This has become our almost daily routine because the winter weather here is pretty much a huge joke. 


I have a pretty awesome job and a completely awesome boss who lets me bring Beau in to work with me. He pretty much chills right next to my desk all day and he is very friendly to anyone who comes in. It's such a blessing considering Beau's separation issues and the fact that R will be gone most of the year. It calms my doggy mom nerves to have him there. Did I mention I have an awesome boss?


This was taken last week in the parking lot outside work. I locked my keys in my car and had to wait for the locksmith and the whole time that mean little kitty taunted Beau by sitting there licking himself on the other side of the fence. As soon at Beau would lose interest, the cat would get up and walk around a little, just to keep things interesting. It drove Beau crazy.


Beau's second favorite place in the whole wide world: the beach. I took him yesterday morning, again because it's pretend winter here, and tried throwing him the ball, but the waves were just way more exciting to run and jump on. Unfortunately for me, so was a dead seagull...


Can you even resist a dog that snuggles like this? I'm not really sure how I ever lived without that sweet chocolate dog. He's good company while I'm all alone.


I am so excited for R to come home this week and eager to see what Beau does when he realizes his buddy is back! We've both missed him a lot this month and I'm sure R will be glad when the texts slow down a bit... until it's time to tell him what I ate for breakfast.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

why i can't work from home.



8:12am- Get an email saying the meeting I was going into work for at 11am has been canceled. Debate what I need to do today and realize it can all be done from my computer at home. Turn phone on silent, go back to sleep. 

10:46am- Avoid Beau's judging eyes as I finally roll out of bed. 


11:31am- After I get dressed and make the bed for appearances sake, I finally sit down at the kitchen table with all my materials to get started. 

11:34- Realize I might need some coffee. Get up to make some. Get distracted by my messy cabinets and write a quick to-do list for this weekend.

11:45am- Coffee is made, to-do list done, now it's time to hit the grind. 


11:46am- Check my non-work email just for good measure. Delete a Facebook notification. Oh, that reminds me, I wanted to Facebook stalk someone really quick. 

12:08pm- Finally decide to quit messing around and get to work. Get up to get some more coffee. Aw, Beau looks bored. Go get him the chew toy I bought last weekend. Ohmygosh, he looks so cute chewing on his new toy! R definitely needs a picture of this.

12:19pm-While sending pictures to R, I remember that I forgot to put the Pinterest app on my phone the other day. Let me just do it really quick or I'll forget again. I won't even open the app once it's on...

12:50pm- Okay, I should have seen that coming. Put phone away, get fresh cup of coffee and focus!

1:13- Super jittery from all that coffee. Need a break. Check some of the blogs I follow. That reminds me, I haven't written a post in a while....

Monday, January 9, 2012

barefoot deployment blues.

They say as soon as your spouse goes on deployment, things go wrong. The dishwasher breaks, the roof leaks, the kids get pink eye, something. Well, Ryan left on Saturday for the first of several month long detachments that he'll go on this year, and the rule seems to be true. 

Maybe, since it's not a real deployment yet, it wasn't a real disaster, but it was enough to make me really miss him. 

I was doing pretty good on Saturday morning when I dropped him off on base. I hugged him, kissed him, and drove off with a lump in my throat. I tried not to cry, because this is going to be a long year of saying goodbye to him. In fact, we totaled up all the time we'll spend together this year between detachments and deployment; a whopping four months. So I swallowed back the tears and reminded myself that we had been apart before, I could handle this.

I spent the whole day with a friend whose husband is deployed now. Apparently it's an unwritten military wives rule that you never spend the first day alone. Love that rule. We laughed and relaxed all day and I hardly even remembered he was gone. Until I got home to a dark house and an empty bed. I got that lump in my throat again, but managed to take a deep breath and try and think of the silver lining; the whole bed to myself. 

Sunday was filled with little 'throat lump' moments; waking up alone, taking the dog for a walk by myself, making dinner for one, and mostly a quiet house.  But I managed to keep it together, remembering that other friends we're only in the first month of six and I would be seeing Ryan in just four weeks.


Today, after a long morning walk with Beau, I left for work. I was starting to feel a little better, despite the rainy, dreary weather. It felt good to be back in the routine of work, my week was quickly filling up with meetings and appointments, and I was looking forward to a busy week that would make the time fly. 


Then I got home and walked in the front door to see that Beau had chewed to shreds every pair of shoes that was on the floor in my closet, and sweetly brought the carnage out to the hallway for effect. Eight pairs of shoes, including my TOMS which I wear every single day of my life and two pairs of super cute heels that I love. He was merciless, not just chewing off a little edge of a heel here and there, but pulling apart the soles and tearing the fabric into little un-vaccumable shreds. (I took pictures, but the wound is still too raw for me to post them for the world to see.)  


Well, all the tears that I'd been holding back since Saturday suddenly filled my horror-stricken eyes and I just sat down in the hallway and cried like a little shoeless baby. Not that Ryan being home would have made any difference, but seeing almost half of my shoe collection lying in pieces up and down the hallway suddenly made me feel very alone. Luckily, there was a sweet chocolate lab with absolutely no recollection of having chewed all those shoes who quickly came to my side on the floor and offered some kisses and his "shake" paw to make me feel better.

Three days down, twenty six to go.