Friday, January 05, 2007
Okay. . . Just letting people know I still exist. I'm dangling headfirst in another dimension, but my foot's still in this one. So I'm cool. It's gonna be fine. ;)
Reza
Reza
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Man, this sucks. I just found out that the day we're planning for our wedding (Nov. 26), Mercury will be in big-time retrograde and it's supposed to be a "blah" day for Water signs. Oh, well. Here's to life being what you make it.
IT HAS BEEN nearly one year since my first and only post. And I am so glad that time is so far away from me, because I am SO much happier than before. The drama is over, and good thing, too, because it ended just when I was certain that I was doomed to drama forever.
Joshua Armstrong and I married in September of 2003--without a ceremony, really. Things have gone on quite swimmingly--in fact, after tearing his ligament during physical training just before leaving for BASIC, he won't even be joining the Marines in their quest for blood and mayhem. Sigh. Life is grand.
Neither of us is certain when we'll be moving to Madison, WI (our next destination), but I'm looking for a new job with quite a bit of steam now. I need to make $11,000 more per year in order to begin paying off my debt and save towards a house within a couple of years. Josh would be better off in a different job, too, but all he's got is his A+, and computer jobs aren't too easy to come by anymore without a college degree. So we'll just have to keep spending $500 of our own money on his job each month until he feels like really getting on with a search. Things have been switched around so much and so often at the credit union recently, that I feel comfortable using some of that transient, moving, motivating energy to get myself the sam-hell out of there and into something that will pay for my school. I feel confident that I deserve it and that it will happen. I'm feeling comfortable creating my reality for the first time in a long time.
The other thing I'm creating is a WEDDING!!! Did I mention we had no ceremony? Well, we're finally having a committment ceremony in November, and it'll be grand. I'm having so much fun planning it--did I also mention Joshy-poo still hasn't told anyone on his side we're hitched???? I'm fairly upset, but it's his trauma, and he knows how I feel. I think it's maybe the last part of him growing up and making his own choices--facing up to his family. I just hope for his sake our two sides don't meet accidentally, or that nothing slips while I'm around--not that I've been at their house since Christmas Eve. I do, however, refuse to remove my wedding ring around them. No one's said anything so far.
Well, I'm going to bed. I just wanted to get this second post over with. I hope they happen more often now.
Joshua Armstrong and I married in September of 2003--without a ceremony, really. Things have gone on quite swimmingly--in fact, after tearing his ligament during physical training just before leaving for BASIC, he won't even be joining the Marines in their quest for blood and mayhem. Sigh. Life is grand.
Neither of us is certain when we'll be moving to Madison, WI (our next destination), but I'm looking for a new job with quite a bit of steam now. I need to make $11,000 more per year in order to begin paying off my debt and save towards a house within a couple of years. Josh would be better off in a different job, too, but all he's got is his A+, and computer jobs aren't too easy to come by anymore without a college degree. So we'll just have to keep spending $500 of our own money on his job each month until he feels like really getting on with a search. Things have been switched around so much and so often at the credit union recently, that I feel comfortable using some of that transient, moving, motivating energy to get myself the sam-hell out of there and into something that will pay for my school. I feel confident that I deserve it and that it will happen. I'm feeling comfortable creating my reality for the first time in a long time.
The other thing I'm creating is a WEDDING!!! Did I mention we had no ceremony? Well, we're finally having a committment ceremony in November, and it'll be grand. I'm having so much fun planning it--did I also mention Joshy-poo still hasn't told anyone on his side we're hitched???? I'm fairly upset, but it's his trauma, and he knows how I feel. I think it's maybe the last part of him growing up and making his own choices--facing up to his family. I just hope for his sake our two sides don't meet accidentally, or that nothing slips while I'm around--not that I've been at their house since Christmas Eve. I do, however, refuse to remove my wedding ring around them. No one's said anything so far.
Well, I'm going to bed. I just wanted to get this second post over with. I hope they happen more often now.
IT HAS BEEN nearly one year since my first and only post. And I am so glad that time is so far away from me, because I am SO much happier than before. The drama is over, and good thing, too, because it ended just when I was certain that I was doomed to drama forever.
Joshua Armstrong and I married in September of 2003--without a ceremony, really. Things have gone on quite swimmingly--in fact, after tearing his ligament during physical training just before leaving for BASIC, he won't even be joining the Marines in their quest for blood and mayhem. Sigh. Life is grand.
Neither of us is certain when we'll be moving to Madison, WI (our next destination), but I'm looking for a new job with quite a bit of steam now. I need to make $11,000 more per year in order to begin paying off my debt and save towards a house within a couple of years. Josh would be better off in a different job, too, but all he's got is his A+, and computer jobs aren't too easy to come by anymore without a college degree. So we'll just have to keep spending $500 of our own money on his job each month until he feels like really getting on with a search. Things have been switched around so much and so often at the credit union recently, that I feel comfortable using some of that transient, moving, motivating energy to get myself the sam-hell out of there and into something that will pay for my school. I feel confident that I deserve it and that it will happen. I'm feeling comfortable creating my reality for the first time in a long time.
The other thing I'm creating is a WEDDING!!! Did I mention we had no ceremony? Well, we're finally having a committment ceremony in November, and it'll be grand. I'm having so much fun planning it--did I also mention Joshy-poo still hasn't told anyone on his side we're hitched???? I'm fairly upset, but it's his trauma, and he knows how I feel. I think it's maybe the last part of him growing up and making his own choices--facing up to his family. I just hope for his sake our two sides don't meet accidentally, or that nothing slips while I'm around--not that I've been at their house since Christmas Eve. I do, however, refuse to remove my wedding ring around them. No one's said anything so far.
Well, I'm going to bed. I just wanted to get this second post over with. I hope they happen more often now.
Joshua Armstrong and I married in September of 2003--without a ceremony, really. Things have gone on quite swimmingly--in fact, after tearing his ligament during physical training just before leaving for BASIC, he won't even be joining the Marines in their quest for blood and mayhem. Sigh. Life is grand.
Neither of us is certain when we'll be moving to Madison, WI (our next destination), but I'm looking for a new job with quite a bit of steam now. I need to make $11,000 more per year in order to begin paying off my debt and save towards a house within a couple of years. Josh would be better off in a different job, too, but all he's got is his A+, and computer jobs aren't too easy to come by anymore without a college degree. So we'll just have to keep spending $500 of our own money on his job each month until he feels like really getting on with a search. Things have been switched around so much and so often at the credit union recently, that I feel comfortable using some of that transient, moving, motivating energy to get myself the sam-hell out of there and into something that will pay for my school. I feel confident that I deserve it and that it will happen. I'm feeling comfortable creating my reality for the first time in a long time.
The other thing I'm creating is a WEDDING!!! Did I mention we had no ceremony? Well, we're finally having a committment ceremony in November, and it'll be grand. I'm having so much fun planning it--did I also mention Joshy-poo still hasn't told anyone on his side we're hitched???? I'm fairly upset, but it's his trauma, and he knows how I feel. I think it's maybe the last part of him growing up and making his own choices--facing up to his family. I just hope for his sake our two sides don't meet accidentally, or that nothing slips while I'm around--not that I've been at their house since Christmas Eve. I do, however, refuse to remove my wedding ring around them. No one's said anything so far.
Well, I'm going to bed. I just wanted to get this second post over with. I hope they happen more often now.
Sunday, August 10, 2003
As this is my first post, I feel that it should probably be brief, just in case I'm actually posting on some weird "Nuclear Arms for Mothers Who Care" forum, though I think that's about as likely as my joining a frog-licking colony on a strange sub-equatorial peninsula somewhere--well, at least within the next year or so.
I'm not familiar with blogs, other than the meaning of the word, apparently an abbreviated contraction of "web log." I won't flatter myself to think that there are thousands just waiting to read my latest thoughts, but I have a good friend who has promised to read my posts, so I have an audience of at least one. I do feel slightly silly, though, so if this feels awkward at all, that would be why. Not being sure whether introductions are appropriate or welcome here, I'll just start by saying that my name is Theresa Autry, though many call me Reza (Ray'-za) and some call me Traci (family and early childhood friends only--don't even try it), and at work I don't even bother with a nickname and let them call me what's on my birth certificate, however boring, awkward, and unsavory that may seem. I just turned 25 at the end of June, and I'm about to embark upon my second (and last) marriage. I'm a pagan/Wiccan/pantheist, but I've been isolated from like minds for a while because I'm not a big fan of drama (been there, done that, sent postcards), and Saint Louis is full of almost nothing but. Maybe it's the hot summers and mid-air collision of many different weather systems right over the region. Whatever it is, I'm moving.
Soon, too, since my husband-to-be joined the Marines on me (yeah, I know, dirty bast@rd, but I love him anyway), and once he leaves November 3 for boot camp, it'll be about six months' wait, and then *whoosh* we'll be off to some cookie-cutter Marine base where he can be all he can be (I'm supposed to tell you here that that's an army quote, and that the Marines are quite superior), and I can search all over the place for an accredited grad school with a Lit program. (For anyone who knows, that means I'm wishing on a star that he'll be stationed at Quantico, VA, since there isn't really anything anywhere else, which means I'd be stuck reading my book collection and mastering my sewing skills.) The up side is that as soon as his four years of war-mongering is over, we get to live in Madison FOREVER, which is neat and wonderful and great.
Today we had a wonderful Sunday in each other's arms, soured only slightly by the fact that his ex-best friend and mother are trying to keep us from getting married, I guess because they think that knowing each other for only two and a half years isn't enough. More later.
I'm not familiar with blogs, other than the meaning of the word, apparently an abbreviated contraction of "web log." I won't flatter myself to think that there are thousands just waiting to read my latest thoughts, but I have a good friend who has promised to read my posts, so I have an audience of at least one. I do feel slightly silly, though, so if this feels awkward at all, that would be why. Not being sure whether introductions are appropriate or welcome here, I'll just start by saying that my name is Theresa Autry, though many call me Reza (Ray'-za) and some call me Traci (family and early childhood friends only--don't even try it), and at work I don't even bother with a nickname and let them call me what's on my birth certificate, however boring, awkward, and unsavory that may seem. I just turned 25 at the end of June, and I'm about to embark upon my second (and last) marriage. I'm a pagan/Wiccan/pantheist, but I've been isolated from like minds for a while because I'm not a big fan of drama (been there, done that, sent postcards), and Saint Louis is full of almost nothing but. Maybe it's the hot summers and mid-air collision of many different weather systems right over the region. Whatever it is, I'm moving.
Soon, too, since my husband-to-be joined the Marines on me (yeah, I know, dirty bast@rd, but I love him anyway), and once he leaves November 3 for boot camp, it'll be about six months' wait, and then *whoosh* we'll be off to some cookie-cutter Marine base where he can be all he can be (I'm supposed to tell you here that that's an army quote, and that the Marines are quite superior), and I can search all over the place for an accredited grad school with a Lit program. (For anyone who knows, that means I'm wishing on a star that he'll be stationed at Quantico, VA, since there isn't really anything anywhere else, which means I'd be stuck reading my book collection and mastering my sewing skills.) The up side is that as soon as his four years of war-mongering is over, we get to live in Madison FOREVER, which is neat and wonderful and great.
Today we had a wonderful Sunday in each other's arms, soured only slightly by the fact that his ex-best friend and mother are trying to keep us from getting married, I guess because they think that knowing each other for only two and a half years isn't enough. More later.
