over the hill....

I am old. I mean it. I am really old. next week is my 23rd birthday, but I am still old. I woke up this morning thinking abut the coupons I can use before the end of the week. I just put on my jammies and realized it was 8:30. My purchases today consisted of groceries because we were running low on cereal. I am old. So I thought, why not list all of the things I've doe in almost 23 years...
went to kindergarten
met the Dilleys...
was there when my brother was born
had a Mickey Mouse head lunch box
went to Colorado
finished elementary
played b team volleyball (yes i was cool)
joined NRHBC youth
initially met Rob
met Allison, Juls, Johnny, Greg, & Aaron
the Julie and Johnny saga began
went to Florida
finished middle school
cheered for two years
learned to drive
got a jeep
had some hair trouble
got a sunfire
graduated high school
the Julie Johnny saga continued
was accepted into the U of Bama
was accepted into Tarleton
was accepted into A&M CC
went to Tarleton for a semester
got engaged
went to tcc for a semester (with all the cool kids)
went to the virgin islands
got married (to Rob)
moved to San Antonio
was a librarian at a high school
went to Mexico
was there when my niece was born
moved to California
was a librarian at an elementary school
became a contractor for the army
met my nemesis
met a mormon (not the nemesis)
got pregnant (by Rob)
went to Hawaii
survived California
moved back to Texas
I think the Julie Johnny thing is still going
am awaiting the birth of my son (with Rob)
am already thinking of how we are going to get to MD (our next assignment)

Alright, so it's not so bad to be old. I've done alot. I've been incredibly blessed! I have amazing friends that have been with me for years and are still here, as well as new friends that feel like family. I have a wonderful growing family that includes the cutest little girl in the world. And I have an amazing husband that loves me unconditionally. He has seen me in my most shining moments and in my darkest hours and has never given me anything but love and support (unless I'm throwing up. He doesn't do throw up). And now he has given me the chance to be a mom, and better yet, the mom to his little boy. I am completely honored to be his wife. Everyday I watch him put on his uniform and go out to keep the world safe, and everyday I realize again how lucky I am. Our life isn't perfect. We will have to move every few years and there is always work to be done, but it's a great life. I've even grown fond of the moves.