I woke up just after 0500 to the sound of my phone ringing. Before I even picked it up, I knew it had to be my husband. He's the only one brave enough to call me that early. ;-) Lol! Just kidding. I'm always nice to him when he calls. Even if it is at o'dark thirty. =) It was so nice to hear his voice. It sounded like he was in a pretty good mood too. Although, I probably would be too if I received a birthday package from family that included pictures from Christmas, white chocolate-covered Oreos, buckeyes, Butterfingers, granola bars, the Bourne Trilogy on DVD, a silly book, various other treats, a laptop cover (made by yours truly), a card (also from me) and one very awesomely decorated 8.5x11 sheet of paper saying "Happy Birthday." ;-)
I kid. You should have heard him going on and on about this package. You would have thought he'd won the lottery. I guess in the grand scheme of things he did... But you get my point. We (me and my SILs) sent the package while I was in NC. I couldn't believe all the stuff that they'd gathered for him! It's good thing I was there, though. They probably would have put all of that stuff into 2 boxes and I fit it all into 1. Oh, the skills of an Army wife. I digress. By the time we'd gotten the package together, we realized that we didn't have a card for him! My oh-so clever SIL, Anna, grabbed a sheet of paper off the printer and some markers. Yes, my husband got his very own handmade/colored birthday card. =P Since we had to print off some pictures, I decided I'd buy him a real card. Apparently this card sparked some emotions but I won't say which one(s). I wouldn't want to hurt his reputation as a rough-and-tough Soldier. ;-)
After we talked about the package, he totally picked at me. I politely asked if he thought it would be okay for me to get a DVR. {I have secretly been dying for one for months and just realized that our cable carrier offers one. Score!} He proceeded to mock me, as any good husband would do. "Daddy, can I get a snow cone??" *sigh* I love my husband. And, of course, he said yes. I mean, who can say "no" to a DVR that only costs $10 extra a month? Hard to beat. We then got onto the topic of last night's BCS Championship game. My husband dared to ask if I watched. Um, hello?! Of course I watched it! He asked if it was such a great game like everyone
Me: What?
Joe: You are such a girl!
Me: Um, yeah...
Joe: Here you are talking about what a great game it was and all this other football stuff and then, "their uniforms were hideous!"
Me. *sigh* Yeah...I know...
Joe: I got the perfect combination when I married you. [said while laughing, of course.]
Awwwww. Hands off, ladies. He's all mine! Who has conversations like this at 5 am? I mean, really? We talked for 30 minutes and pretty much the whole time I was laughing. Here I am at 5 am, laying in bed in the dark, cracking up and talking to my husband. I was having serious flashbacks to when we were in college and dating. Now, he never called me at 5 am (he knew better even then) but we did have our fair share of late night pillow talks. It was a wonderfully perfect 30 minute phone call. I can't wait until he can pick at me in person. =)
After our gab fest, I went back to sleep... And slept for about 3.5 hours. I was shocked to realize that it was 0930 when I woke up. Woops! Before I knew it, it was 1100! This day practically flew by. I made a phone call to the cable company and arranged to pick up my DVR! =D I was so happy. When I got to the office to switch out my box, I was sadly reminded that people here aren't as friendly as they are back home. I opened my car door to realize that the guy parked beside me was trying to get in his car. He politely stepped back, but when I said "I'm sorry, excuse me," he said nothing. =( Back home it would have been a "Oh, it's ok. Have a good day" or something like that. *sigh* Anyway. I exchanged my box and came outside to two Soldiers walking in. I smiled at one of them (I just really like seeing Soldiers...it's odd) and he smiled and said, "Good afternoon." Seriously, that made my day. =)
Then I had my weekly run to the commissary. I honestly hate that I'm there so much. I just haven't figured out how to not be there every week. *sigh* Shopping in bulk is not my forte. Yet. The rest of my afternoon was nothing special, but the weather was so nice today that I couldn't really be upset about anything!
Plus, God and I had a pretty good chat last night about my crappy attitude as of late. After talking to my bestie and doing my Bible study, I realized that there was only one reason for my attitude: I wasn't trusting God like I should be. You see, there are times (many, many times) in my life where I think "I got this. I don't need help." Since Joe went back after R&R, I think I've had that mindset. I've struggled with the lack of communication, especially that first week. Yet, I refused to talk to God about it. I refused to say, "Hey, I'm really struggling here and I need Your help." Why? Human nature. And, quite simply, I know that Satan doesn't want me to ask for God's help. I've really been letting Satan get to me lately...without realizing it and that's what scares me most. For a while, I was really good at recognizing when he was pushing my buttons and whispering lies in my ear. Lately, I haven't been because I haven't been relying on God like I should be. It all came to a head last night. Once again, I realized that I don't have to do this on my own! God is willing and more than able to help me - to guide me - through this.
Wouldn't you know it that my attitude was a bazillion times better today!? Imagine that. =)
And tomorrow, I'm going back to the museum. I'm looking forward to taking a dive back into the world of history. =) Oh, AND I get to meet a bloggie friend next week! And hey, this donut is lookin' better and better everyday.
How can I not be happy about that?! =)
