Guest Blogger: Vince

Happy Birthday my sweetest and dearest. Not a day goes by when I do not think of you and how empty my life would be if you were not there. Meeting and falling in love with you inspired my heart in such a way that can not be measured. It takes only a few seconds for me to say "I love you", but it will take me an entire lifetime to show you how much. All my love to you on your birthday and always. Vince This is the card I made you and a homemade cupcake we baked together to celebrate your special day.... well if we can call Afghanistan "homemade".

Day 171: Last Day

Well, today is my last day of being 24. I feel super duper strange turning 25 for some reason. I seems quietly momentus to me. Maybe I'll celebrate with a pizza or a nice nap. P.S. Happy birthday to Camryn and Brian!!! I love you guys!!!

Wow!

Okay, so that last post really got out of hand! I didn't know refering you to my sister's blog would cause such an eruption. We've had our tiffs before after all. I really was surprised that my sister posted all that mean stuff about me in the first place. My mother said the bashing was hurtful to her, so I decided to take the cool route and simply direct my blog readers over there. I'd just come to my room after work to settle in, but of course had to check my emails first. A TON of comments were left while I was away for those 12 hours. One particular "Anonymous" comment really set this whole story off. This "Anonymous" person laid out a ton of hurtful things from the past about my sister. When I said that my blog was open and honest, I meant that to mean MY life was open and honest. This isn't a bashing ground for the rest of my family. I love my sister and merely wanted to show you how she chose to express herself through her blog rather than speaking to me about it personally. I don't know what else to say. I am insulted by the throw back comments left by her and my BIL that were so clearly geared toward me though I said nothing vicious in my post about her in reply to the post she left about me. I mean, I would NEVER have capitalized an improper noun! Come on! My sister should know me better than that. If I had intended to write something badly I would not need to leave a comment, but rather would have included it in the main post. I am not afraid, but I do have a little more tact and class than THAT!

She's at it again...

Well, my sister once again decided to throw some punches my way via her blog. I wrote a REALLY, REALLY, REALLY long blog post a couple of days ago replying to it with an inclusion of the conversation that ensued prior to her eruption, but I left it in the drafts folder. I'm still undecided about publishing it though I did post a comment on her blog. She's said and done VERY painful things to me over the years, so in my fury I'd definitely say I aired out some stinky laundry. I've always appreciated the pure honesty of living a life through a blog. There's no editing who reads it. It's scary and freeing at the same time. I've never censored or deleted my comments (other than advertisements & spam). I even left up the comments on THIS post telling me to "Go to hell baby killer" shortly after I deployed. Click HERE to go on over to my sister's post. I'd like to know what you think.

Day 162: Thinking of You Card

Day 161: Cell Phone

The minutes to call home are OUTrageous, but at least I can call home to let my family know I'm not dead or they can call me for emergencies. It kinda reminds me of that old collect call commercial "Wehadababyitsaboy". Remember that one? See it HERE.