Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The Apartment!

Some of these were taken with a little webcam, so they're a little blurry.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

This morning we woke up to snow (IN JUNE) ohh goodness i miss hot humid weather. It dosn't make any sense. That is southern canada for ya. Sometimes I wish i could run montanans over, yesterday I saw a bumper sticker that said "Maybe we should give our schools federal money and let the Air Force have a bake sale to raise money for planes". I know those people are entitled to their own opinion, but it offends my very core. Last week I spent five days in the missile field, away from my wife, freezing my butt off in the rain, keeping our people safe from nuclear war and they slap our faces with disrespect. Maybe instead of spending money on bumper stickers they should inspire other montanans to push for sales tax (which is non-existant) for schools. Federal money dosn't just fall from the sky. I believe our children should have great educations with all the tools they need to acquire it. I don't want a pat on the back, or to be thanked over and over, I just wish that people like that would just keep their bad vibes to themselves.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Pop, Gumbo and Global Warming

May 18th 2007 I graduated air force basic training exactly a year from when Molly and I would ecxhange our vows and move to Montana to be commited to each other. Its kind of funny being the only two southerners in this state (not really, but it sure seems like it sometimes). Saying coke instead of Pop gets alot of confused faces in return. Where the sign at the grocery store "southern style fried chicken!" is just a cruel yankee lie. Being laughed at by montanans when we are the only ones bundled up at thirty degrees farenheit (global warming is a lie it is 48 in june). On the other hand its fun to brag about seeing sandy beaches and allagators all the time, it makes Florida sound so exotic. Its ironic that Molly is more understanding of me having to work long hours (long) with the air force than I am about her working 8 hours a day at starbucks (her new store might as well be the military). She and I both have our long term plans involving degrees, careers and the military, but are excited to see how God will change our lives over the next two years (for example the last two). Molly never ceases to amaze me. She is living proof that our God exists. I see His glory all over her face. Just the wonders she has done all over the apartment, and all the wonderful food with southern accents that make me feel more at home. One of the first nights we were here we rented "O brother where art thou?" just to hear some southern accents. Speaking of which, Molly is insecure about "talkin yankee" which she isn't. We were joking about it and I said that when she works at the drive through she should say "whhoooooeyy hey yallll welcome to starbucks. thank ya drive up to the winda!". Everyday I learn something new about her and fall in love with her all over again. The truth is, I am absolutly head over heels in love with her. I wonder what ill learn today. please keep us in your prayers. We love alll of you.

Monday, June 2, 2008

Muses, Elevators and Laundrymats

Its been two weeks living on the other side of the country and it feels to me like the other side of the world. I had no idea how rooted and attached I was to my southern roots until God replanted Neal and me here in Montana. I knew I would miss my family and friends, ( I really do) but I also miss the little things that surrounded me in Florida. I miss Publix, oak trees with their lazy spanish moss, the beach, daisy (my dog), flip flops and hearing slow extended vowels in the voices around me. At my first day of work at Starbucks, all I got were weird looks as I said "What can I get for y'all?" All I'll say is, I miss y'all.

Other than the culture shock, everyone is helpful and nice and Neal has been very sweet and sensitive to me as I've been missing home. He's my muse, he thinks it is the other way around, but he is so good to me. I can be pretty high-strung and have a constant to-do list in my head but he makes me stop and enjoy all that God has blessed us with. When we first got back, we had so much laundry to do, but Neal makes everything fun, even three hours at the laundrymat on a rainy afternoon turned into a date of cheetos and cokes. We've learned so much about each other and from each other. So here is what we've learned, do take the elevator when your hands are full of groceries, don't ask questions when Neal sleep-talks, do not jump off a skateboard when going 25 miles an hour down a gravel hill, and yes, canadian geese are taking over the world.