A Dose of Reality

I like this wireless keyboard. It’s allowing me to sit back, relax, and feel as if I’m still in that recliner I’ve been planted in most of the night. Today was a good day. Actually, it was pretty great. My dad, Julie, and I went to Cades Cove for a little sight-seeing and a day of hiking. We ended up walking Abrams Falls trail as I’ve done multiple times before. It was different this time, though. I think it was my favorite time visiting this trail because of the company I had. I don’t get to spend enough time with my dad and step-mom so I was elated to get some q-time together, just the three of us. It’s always nice when I get outside in God’s country and enjoy my surroundings (and more exercise can never hurt). Speaking of, who’s excited about Biggest Loser this season? This girl is! I watched it last night and it always gets me in the mood to go out and be more active. What about you? Dearest Jenn just wrote a post about how it does the opposite for her and I found it interesting.

I’ve conceded to the fact that this post may be full of plugs so with that disclaimer out in the open, I’ll continue. Another show that I’ve recently caught up on is Teen Mom. I like the show, but I’m really unsure why I watch it. It frustrates me for a couple reasons, most of which are selfish. I secretly harbor jealousy towards these young fertile women simply because I know so many people who desperately try and try to have a child and are unsuccessful. Just visit this blog, a favorite read of mine, to see for yourself. These young moms got pregnant so easily although I’m sure they sometimes wish it could have happened a bit differently, too (like later on in life!). Then I see people struggle with infertility and it makes me wonder what the reason is for all of it. Aside from that nagging thought that pesters me throughout the hour long show, I mostly enjoy watching. I think the reason I always seem to go to it is because MTV is the only channel I know by heart here at home.  I hate channel surfing. It bores me. The other day I was watching Teen Mom and I paused it (even though I had seen the episode a gazillion times before) and lo and behold I saw someone I knew once upon a time! One of the girls on the show, Maci, is from Chatt. I happened to date a nice feller from Soddy Daisy who kept many friends in the Chattanooga area. His best bud’s face was now all over my t.v. screen. Small world! I’m sure that wasn’t the least bit interesting to you so I’m going to move on now.

When I return to Alaska, I’m afraid my reality t.v. consumption will drastically be reduced. I don’t watch TV during the day at all. I prefer to read and surf the net, as you all know well. Winter seems to be knocking at the front door there and is sure to be moving in pretty soon. I can’t say that I’m upset about returning. I look forward to cooler temperatures, lighting up a fire, and submerging in the hot tub as snow falls around me. I honestly don’t know where I’ll be two months from now, but I guess that’s okay. It’s definitely part of the whole military experience. There’s an unknown, an adventure element that tells me I can handle whatever is next. Maybe we won’t be settled somewhere by the start of next year, but I hold on to the hope that one day we’ll have a place of our own- A home that won’t move around a lot and a house where all of my belongings can be in one place. I hesitate to make our cabin in Alaska full of personal touches because it just doesn’t seem like we’ll be there long enough to warrant putting them up. I can’t be the only milspouse who feels this way.

I’m going to end this post with those random musings. I’m tired and rambling. Bonsoi!