No Guam ... No Glory!

Monday, September 26, 2011

The End

6 Witty Remarks
After 3 wonderful years on Guam, the sun has quite literally set on our Guamazing Adventure.







First picture in our house, September 2008.


Last picture in our house, September 2011.

Thank you for following, and I'll hope you'll stay with us as we go onto our next adventure - - No Place Like Norfolk!

Farewell Guam! We are going to miss you!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Last lasts....

1 Witty Remarks
We're down to the wire -- Our Guamazing Adventure has almost ended. I cannot believe how quickly the last three years have gone. We have so much to show for our time here - amazing stories, friendships, travels, the list goes on. It is our second to last night on island, and both of my babies are sound asleep after a fun and fabulous day at the Hyatt pool, complete with good drinks and great company. I won't write too much tonight as Lisa and I have ONE last crossfit WOD tomorrow together, which means a 4:45 wake up, but the last week has been a BLAST. Monday was Chris's last flight with the squadron, and in Island Knight tradition, we went for the hosedown. Concurrent with how things operate on Guam, the firetruck wasn't working, so several of the Officers filled ice coolers with water and dumped those on him. I'm very thankful there wasn't an ACTUAL fire. Nonetheless, very fun.










Tuesday night two of the female pilots had a few of the girls over for a ladies night. Good food, good drinks, fabulous company, and a spectacular view of a cloudy sunset. Beautiful regardless:


Friday night we had our farewell dinner at Shoreline restaurant. In keeping with our theme of the past three years, it was of course, a theme party. This time around we did "Superheroes." While Chris and I vividly remember the Superhero party 3 years ago, really there is no one else on island that does. So, we reprised the theme, this time as Super Mario Brothers. The local people in Guam are called Chomorro, and since I couldn't find a big poofy pink Princess dress in time, I bought a peach mumu and went as SuperChamario Princess Peach. Lucy was Luigi, and although she did look a little like a boy with her overalls and green (although her bow should have tipped the "I'm a girl" card), the paci-stache was once again a huge hit. We had a great time.

And... last night was the annual squadron basket auction. In previous years, I've done a deployment basket and a wine basket. This year Lisa and I put together an "adults only" basket, complete with a $250 boudior photo shoot, and Breen and I did a Hover Lover basket. Two years ago, I may have stolen the XO's driver's license out of his wallet and sold that along with his putter. This year, somehow Chris and I acquired a prized rotor blade from the CO's office. Both the Hover Lover and the Adults basket went for big money -- the adult basket bringing in $560! But the show stopper was the blade, going for a cool $800. So Awesome. Chris and I bought an MH-60 tail rotor painted by one of the LCDR's to look like the actual 60 that is in the hangar. I can't wait to put it up in our new house. Somehow the evening ended up with everyone in Breen's pool, and I have to say we had an absolute blast! The auction doubled as a hail and bail, and it was very bittersweet that it was our bail. I seriously feel like we were just getting the "hail" action a few weeks ago. Time truly flies when you're having so much fun!



While this has been a week of lasts, we did have one first - Lucy's first spaghetti experience. She LOVED it! This baby girl brings so much joy to our lives. I'm so glad we get to take her with us.



But man I'm going to miss this.....




Goodnight Guam!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Picture of the day

1 Witty Remarks



Don't worry..... I was there the WHOLE time :D



Have a great weekend!!

Friday, September 16, 2011

The Skinny Jeans Affair

4 Witty Remarks
Recently, I've taken a "lovah." My crossfit lifestyle has become something of a secret love affair... although there's nothing really secret about it. However, I've come to love the 4:30 wakeups. The days start about the same - waking up to one beep of the alarm, silently changing in the bathroom into the clothes I've set out the night before, kissing Chris and Lucy - careful to not wake them up - and cautiously closing the front door behind me. I walk outside to see Lisa sitting in her car, quietly idling, waiting for me, or I carefully get into mine to go pick her up. We drive the 20 minutes to Barrigada, listening to NPR, small talk about our nights before. Our "to" conversations are usually the exact same: "it's the middle of the night. This is stupid." We get to the gate guard who without fail asks us where we're heading, as if there's ANY other reason two girls in gym clothes would be driving on at this hour. We get to the gym and are greeted by our little crossfit family. We do the warm up, do the WOD - today titled "Tess" in honor of my leaving - and finish the workout, all within the hour. We get back into the car, sweating, nasty, and tired, but so energized. Our "from" conversations are much better - cracking up at dumb stuff, talking about world issues, comparing notes on life, love and everything in between. We stop for coffee and head home. I slip back in the house, undetected, to find my babies still asleep, while my day is well on its way. I've lost 12 pounds so far, and last week even fit into my SKINNY jeans! Very exciting moment nearly 9 months post-partum. Last Thursday the WOD was dragonboat paddling, and Saturday our team competed (and WON I should note) in the 9/11 memorial race. Such a blast! There are so many things I am looking forward to doing & seeing in the states, but as we get ready for the movers to come tomorrow, it all is becoming very bittersweet. I love my crossfit, and I love my Lisa! But I will surely see both again - maybe not on island, but in some capacity again soon! In other news, Chris had his last flight yesterday, and Lucy and I went for the fanfare. Will post pics of that tomorrow - but now I HAVE TO PACK!!


Skeeeee-wat


Rings workout


Thursday morning practice


Our team is the boat in FRONT (obviously)




Our dragonboat


MAN, I'm going to miss the water here!


Chris and Lucy getting ready to cheer us on

Have a great day!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

3 Witty Remarks
"Great harm has been done to us. We have suffered great loss. And in our grief and anger we have found our mission and our moment. Freedom and fear are at war. The advance of human freedom, the great achievement of our time and the great hope of every time, now depends on us. Our nation, this generation, will lift the dark threat of violence from our people and our future...We will not tire, we will not falter and we will not fail." George W. Bush 9/20/11

On 9/10/01, we buried my grandfather. I remember that entire week vividly. I was a college sophomore at Saint Louis University. Several days beforehand, I forgot to take my cell phone with me to class. I came back to my room after class to get ready for diving practice, and I had somewhere in the neighborhood of 30 missed calls. My family had been trying to reach me to let me know my grandfather was dying and to get on a flight. I missed the first flight, but made the second. I got to the airport in record time, but couldn't find my driver's license. I showed the airline rep my student ID, a library card and my checkbook, and after telling her through tears I had to get on the flight to see my dying grandpa, she reluctantly let me board. How very different air travel would be only a few days later. I arrived in Lincoln, NE and grandpa was still alive, but he was already gone. Only hours before he had been laughing, telling jokes, being the good humored, amazing man that he was, and I missed it. I'm not sure I'll ever get over that. My sister and I drove back to Kansas City shortly thereafter - I to get a new license, she to take a test she couldn't miss. He passed away while we were gone, and we buried him on the 10th. The rest of my family returned to KC, but I wanted to stay with my grandma. She was so lonely. The morning of the 11th, my Aunt Catherine burst into my grandma's house to tell us to turn on the television. We did, and I called a friend of mine back at school to see if he was watching tv. He was, and we watched in horror as the second plane hit the WTC. I was a fairly well-read college kid, and I remember thinking that it was probably Al-Qaeda, a terrorist organization that wasn't yet a household name. It's amazing how quickly that changed. My grandma truly believes (and I have to agree with her), that grandpa died when he did to get heaven ready for the thousands that would be joining him the next day. The 12th, my uncle drove me back to KC, my dad drove me to Columbia, MO to meet my roommate, and she drove me back to school. In the days following the attacks, I collected money for the fallen fire fighters fund. I hung a flag up outside our dorm. I made yellow ribbons for the College Republicans to give out. And then and there, at the ripe old age of 19, I knew I wanted to serve our country in some capacity. We all do in different ways, and today I'm proud to serve as a federal employee, and even prouder to serve as a military wife. This morning I ran the "September to Remember" Guam 5k, and my tears welled with pride listening to the cadence of the men of the Frank Cable. And now, with Taps playing outside my window to signify it's time to sleep, I go to bed knowing that our nation is stronger because of men like that, and men like my husband. Tonight I will pray for the husbands and wives still in harm's way, the mothers and fathers who lost their children when the towers fell, the thousands of families who waited for phone calls that never came, and met grief that will never part. I pray that our cities are safe today, tomorrow, and always. I pray for the continued strength of our country, and that we truly will NEVER forget those that we lost 10 years ago today, and those that we've lost since. I pray that God will bless you all, and God will continue to bless America. Goodnight :)

Monday, September 5, 2011

Life's a beach

4 Witty Remarks
I'm a lot of things. A mom, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a Fed, an athlete, a singer-in-the-car-er, a shopper, a cook, a baker, a Gamma Phi Beta, a Master, a lover of shoes, bows, dresses, all accessories, a traveler... a lot of things. And while I would say I'm a happy camper, I'm not sure if that literally translates well for me. I'm a hotel-er. A bed-er. A shower-er. A room service lover. Not so much a camper. However, when several of our friends decided that we should go camping on the beach, my innate "adventurer" quietly told the non-camper to shove it.

We spent last night camping on Tarague beach on Andersen Air Force Base. It was actually awesome. A little hot for my liking, but once the ocean breeze picked up, it was fantastic. Lucy, on the other hand, much like her father, is a totally happy camper. She loved the sand, the beach, and we put her in our tent (obviously) snuggled up in her pack and play, and she slept through the night without issue. I think it was actually good for her little lungs to have a break from the woes of base housing. She is such a great baby! We built a big campfire, made smores, did a throwback to highschool and played a clapping game called Thumper, and of course, blew some serious fire. Such a great time!


Loving the sand


Campsite is just through the rocks





My baby blue playing in the big blue ocean


Pretty amazing to wake up to



Our "campgrounds"


Lovin' my little lady



Today, friends of ours threw a bbq cook off, and invited the squadron. Usually those things are mandatory fun, but this was actually a good time! We rode our bikes over there, and Lucy LOVED her new trailer! She looks so cute in it!




Overall, GREAT weekend and as much as I don't want to get up in the 4s tomorrow, (and REALLY don't want to go to work), I am pretty freaking excited that I only have 9 days left in the office!! Happy Labor Day!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Countdown

2 Witty Remarks
I can't believe this is our last month in Guam. Of course we're starting to get excited, but it's also a little bittersweet - we have so many great memories here and we'll be leaving great friends behind. There are SO many things I'm going to miss - - like this:


And so many things (like this) I'm sure I'll quickly learn to do without:

Although I am TOTALLY impressed at his ability to tell time....

But no need to get into waxing nostalgic quite yet. We'll save that for a later post. We have 24 days left. I can't believe it!!! So far we've had a great weekend, despite the constant rain, typical of the monsoon season.
We spent tonight at a friend's wedding. They had a beautiful beach ceremony, and only had a little sprinkle. The weather was relatively mild and they had a gorgeous backdrop. Don't get me wrong, I loved having every single one of our 300-some guests, but there is something to be said for an intimate wedding. One of the cooler weddings I've been to... and gotta LOVE the centerpieces!


I LOVE this!



Beautiful beach, beautiful bride, beautiful wedding



With my girl and her new tutu.....

Last night we hung out with one of our fave couples. Their daughter, Adalyn, is only a few weeks younger than Lucy. Luc and little Addie are the best of friends, although you can tell Lucy is a total daycare kid, just crawling allllllll over:


I feel like if they could talk, Lucy would be saying "what? She was in my way." and Addie would be saying "SERIOUSLY?"


Girltalk



My baby blue. She is SO fun!


Shifting gears and TOTALLY bragging: I'm down TEN pounds, courtesy of my bff Lisa getting me out of bed at 4:30 in the morning to do Crossfit with her. Every morning is a struggle to wake up, but it is definitely worth it. The Guam gym - Crossfit 671 is AWESOME! The workouts are totally kicking my ass, but it is a blast. AND - unlike every other crossfit gym I've been to/read about, the Guam box is free to first responders/spouses. It's seriously like a little family, and I'm going to miss those guys like crazy. Especially since Crossfit "757" in VA is $100/month. YIKES.



In other news, it's labor day weekend and I couldn't be more excited about having Monday off work. I only have 9 days left working on island! WOOH!! I can't believe how fast the time has flown. Hope you all have a great holiday weekend!!

No Guam ... No Glory!