four books.

4. my favorite book. it's not even a book. it's a masterpiece. it was the only required reading i enjoyed (well, actually did) during school.

3. i read this book during the summer of 2008 and i still catch myself genuinely missing the characters in it to this day. i fell in love with james frey and i've read every novel he's written. i don't give a rat's ass if he embellished his story because its phenomenal and i hate oprah.

2. i bought this book over 3 years ago and still have yet to read it. its packed in my carry on for tomorrow's flight, which i just realized is the first flight i'll ever take totally alone : /

1. everyone (men & women) needs to read this book. it was given to me by my aunt after i got out of a... we'll say "weird" relationship. it changed my outlook and taught me lessons about love. i'm a better person for reading it.

on another note, big love left for a "field exercise" this morning and won't be home until the end of the month. i'm emotional and pouty. i'm wearing his pajamas and tearing up at the most ridiculous things (ie, his wallet on the desk, the mud from his boots in the doorway and the peanut butter spoon in the sink that reminded what our "goodbye" kiss tasted like this morning). i was never this much of mess when he left for the field before and i'm sure i'll be able to put a smile on and get my day started soon. it's just knowing that this f-ex (field exercise) is preparing him for a real deployment that's making this harder than usual.

we interrupt this 10 day challenge.

to bring you a weekend update... i had this entire post written and saved but blogger ate it. T and the guys (two of his best buds are in his new unit with him) had a 72... happy wife :) in the "millie" world, 72 means 3 day weekend!

i spent friday night fighting and eventually giving into my vodka habit at our friend;s home. after i preformed a little song and dance number, T was ready to take me home. saturday morning i got up bright & early to go to a second interview at a gorgeous golf course. upon my arrival i immediately christened the handicapped stall and then wooed everyone in the building. saturday afternoon T and i watched LSU football and took naps on the couch... only getting up to go to our friends' home for dessert and card games.

sunday morning, we walked around the flea market. i hate the flea market. there is so much to look gawk at and it always makes me have to poop. there is no way in hell i'm pooping in some "mexican't's" porta-shitter. so i suffer the cold sweats and duecebumps for 2 hours while everyone else looks through other people's crap. that afternoon, the wives went shopping and the guys stayed home to get their gear together :( T made hamburgers for dinner, we watched one of our new favorite shows, Pan Am, and then went to bed.

yesterday i cleaned the house while T hit the gym and then we went for a couple's massage. watching my husband get rubbed down by a large, black man named Tony is very humbling. when we got home, T sat in the garage and finished packing up his gear... i sat on the couch folding laundry, watching "P.S. i love you," fighting back tears and occasionally searching for happiness in a jar of nutella.

*tomorrow morning T leaves for a 2 1/2 week field exercise. blah. this deployment will be here before we know it.

five foods.

5. sushi. my favorite date night meal.

4. fruit. apples, strawberries, grapes... i nom it all.

3. steak. moo.

2. butter. sometimes i even eat a dinner roll with my butter.

1. bacon. everything is better when you add bacon.

six places.

6. nokesville, va... my home. my grandmother swears "her daddy" founded it. my entire family, mother's and father's side, live in or around this little farm town. 

5. corolla, nc... a small drinking town with a fishing problem. a town so small that if i wasn't sure what i was doing all i had to do was ask someone else. i spent the best (and behaviorally speaking, worst) summers here. 

4. pine point, me... i vacationed here every summer of my childhood and when we started dating, i found out my husband did too! he was born only 30 minutes away.

3. louisiana... my husband was raised here! when i found that out, i called him my "cajun-french lover" to anyone who was dumb enough to listen. we spent 3 incredible days here when we started our pcs to southern california. new orleans is my alcoholism's paradise.

2. bora bora... where taylor and i are planning to honeymoon next year!

1. oceanside, ca... this is where taylor and i first vacationed together and 9 months later, where our first home together is <3

seven wants.

7 wants? this shouldn't require much brain power. my apologies, in advance, if they are all purely material. 

7. perfect (and much larger) boobs. smaller waist and thighs. firmer junk in my trunk. you know... the usuals. i want the knockers the most.

6. a job. so i don't feel like a total loser. being T's personal assistant doesn't pay the bills... or support my nordstrom habit. 

5. my masters degree. not because i necessarily need it to be the best event coordinator ever but not many people have them and i really like having things that no one else does.

4. to make my husband a father (one day in the distant future). our kids are going to have an awesome daddy. sometimes i wish T was my father. sometimes we pretend he is... kidding. 

3. a shiny, new bmw 335i. white with tan interior.

2. michael kors to give me all of his lastest masterpieces... before they are available to the public... every season... for free. tory burch could do it for me too.

1. my husband's safe return from his upcoming deployment <3

eight fears.

eight things i'm scared of. easy. peasy.

8. beach umbrellas. terrifying. if there is a beach umbrella near me i cannot (and will not) relax. one little gust of wind can turn that thing into a toothpick in a club sandwich. i am the club sandwich.

7. knocks on my door after T deploys..\. every military wife's nightmare.

6. pregnancy and child birth. i would love to be a mother one day but the thought of that little parasite invading and subsequently mutilating my body... i'm not so keen on.

5. being poor. does that make me sound shallow? i never want to have to buy a purse from k-mart. does that?

4. getting kidnapped. i'm super afraid that "bad guys" are going to break into our house and take me.

3. blood and guts. gory scenes in movies and television shows make me hide my eyes. bloody real-life injuries make me gag.

2. surgery. i'm scared of being "put under" (<--- who invented that phrase by the way? its awful and sounds like death). what if i don't wake up? i also don't want some asshole cutting into my body for reasons mentioned in #3. i cried until i dry-heaved when i had to get my wisdom teeth taken out... at the mature age of 22.

1. infidelity. my past relationships always ended because of this... clearly it's fucked with my head. (that was really hard to say.)

nine loves.

today i'm picking up my aunt and uncle from the airport, who are in san diego for a few days to attend a work conference. i'll be showing them our home and around southern california while we wait for taylor to get off work. then, we are heading to the gaslamp district for dinner! since it's going to be such a busy day, i wrote this post yesterday! enjoy :) 

9. i love the grocery store, meal planning and cooking. 

8. i love taking care of and supporting my husband in every and any way possible. i freaking love my husband.

7. i love grey goose and red wine.

6. i love music. before taylor and i moved in together, i lived by myself and without television or internet.  i listened to a lot of music (and cleaned all the damn time). 

5. i love my mom. at 23 years old and on the opposite side of the country she is still the first person i call if i'm happy, angry, sad... or just because i'm awake.

4. i love the color orange.

3. i love to make people laugh.

2. i love breaking a sweat. running, yoga, spin...

1. i love wasting the day away at the beach.

ten secrets.

good morning stalkers. it's actually not that hard to believe that i haven't blogged in over a month! my entire life has changed this past month and i promise to catch ya'll up on that later but for now, in a desperate attempt to get back into blogging, i've taken on the following...

ten secrets (that i feel comfortable telling the internet)... i'm not dragging the skeletons out of my closet for you freaks. i'm keeping this mild.

10. i threw a highly successful temper-tantrum in high school when my then boyfriend told me he wanted to join the army because i did not want to be married to the military. i still feel mildly guilty about keeping him from chasing his dream and breaking his heart into itty, bitty pieces a few months later. ironically enough, i'm now a military wife. married to a wonderful marine and i love it!

9. i loathe sharing my feelings. it's so uncomfortable for me. i'd rather keep my emotions to myself. if my husband could change one thing about me this would probably be it because it frustrates him and otherwise i'm perfect... and the most gorgeous woman he's ever laid eyes on.

8. i have the most. absurd. dreams. ever. they are always freakishly detailed. for example, during last night's slumber i dreamt that T and i were flipping our mattress and discovered that our box spring was infested was cats... like hundreds of felines. in my dream, i was so disgusted, which is so weird because i loverz kitties.

7. while we're on the subject- we adopted a kitten when we arrived in california and she has a habit of sucking her own nipples. it makes me feel weird but i still love her. i don't want to talk about it anymore. the end.

6. i hate when people are stupid. i hate when people make spelling and grammatical errors in their (not they're or there) facebook statuses. i hate when women are stupid and i really hate when women pretend to be stupid to get what they want from men.

5. i miss dancing. i may have googled "showcase dance studio" the other day and teared up when i saw pictures of my old home away from home.

4. i have zero self-control when it comes to ice cream. therefore, it is rarely allowed in our house because i will sit on the couch and eat the whole damn carton. for breakfast.

3. i'm pretty insecure about my eyebrows. i even asked for a new right eyebrow for christmas last year.

2. i'm a former commitment-phobe. i used to only put myself in relationships that i knew were "doomed" because that was safe for me and i got some kind of strange satisfaction out of the heartbreak.  

1. this is no secret but i love my husband and my heart is so full. i go to sleep at night looking forward to the "good-bye" kiss i'm going to get in the morning before he leaves for work and i wake up anxiously waiting for him to come home :)