New Look, Concert, and Jonah

Hopefully I will be giving Livin' Our Love Song a "facelift" soon. I think it's time. Since the last title I had included newborn photos of JACK. Jonah wasn't even included!

With Jeff deploying again soon, I feel that I'll probably be blogging more. This method of providing information to friends and family worked so well for us the first time around, and hopefully history will repeat itself in that aspect.

Deployments suck, but being a military familiy definitely has it's perks. This week, anonymous donor gave thousands of concert tickets to the soldiers of Fort Campbell. These aren't just any concert tickets either, these are for the BROTHERS OF THE SUN TOUR!

If you don't know what that is, it means Kenny Chesney and Tim McGraw together on one stage! I haven't been this excited about an event in a long time! Grace Potter and the Nocturnals and Jake Owen will be there as well. Looking at reviews for the concert in previous cities, it will be a 7 hour concert! Holy cow right? It will be fun though. And whoever the donor is ROCKS! Our tickets are FLOOR seats. The generosity of people amazes me. I hope this donor knows just how much this act of kindness means to the soldiers here. This is something they won't soon forget.

I also have been thinking a lot about Jonah's birthday. It seems like this past year flown by. I remember holding him in my arms for the first time like it was yesterday. He is growing so fast. He knows at least 5 signs (sign language) that he uses reguarly and is saying "da da", "ja ja" which is code for Jack Jack, "ma ma", "uh oh", and I swear he said "luh you" to me the other day (:

Jonah and Jack are just getting to the stage where they like to play together. Driving cars, hiding under blankets, running from mommy. Their little smiles and giggles are enough to make anyone's day.

Life in the Fast Lane

I live a pretty normal life compared to some people. To others, my life may seem like a whirlwind. For me, it's a little bit of both. I like it that way. I have normal days, and not so normal days.

I have two boys. Ages (almost) one and two. That means my life is mostly chasing them, loving them, answering them, caring for them. That's okay, I love that part of my life.

My husband is an Army medic of 6 years. That means my life is many nights (and days) alone, love letters, feeling proud of him, deployments, homecomings. I love and hate that part of my life.

I volunteer as an instructor for AFTB and as the FRG leader for my husband's company. That means my life is helping, assisting, teaching, consoling. This part of my life is hard and overwhelming at times but it's worth it.

I play softball with a wonderful group of women. That means my life is throwing, hitting, physical therapy, coaching. My softball slice of life is my "me" time.

When I was 18 I decided to drop out of college, leaving behing a full 4-year scholarship. I moved to the other side of the country and got married. I left behind friends and family that didn't understand (some didn't support) my decision. After 4 years away, I don't regret that decision. Not for a second.

I paved my own way. Against the common path my hometown community believed I should take. I don't resent those that didn't support me.

This is my life, I believe I am where I should be at this moment in time. Who knows where I'll go and what I'll do next. But for now I'm content.