Showing posts with label My Husband is a Badass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Husband is a Badass. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Anchors Away

Four years, six months and two days ago, I woke up at 4:45am, ready to head to the pier at Naval Station Everett for work, to welcome home the sailors from the USS Rodney M. Davis. I had no idea my entire life would change that day.

Somewhere in bachelor housing on the base, Husband was waking up, in a bad mood. This was to be his first day aboard the Davis, the ship he'd been assigned to. It was his first sea duty assignment, and he was not looking forward to it. He had no idea that a day he thought would be not so great, turned into one of the best days of his life.

I was organizing our booth on the pier, when I looked up to find myself staring into the most beautiful set of green eyes I'd ever seen in my life. It was only for a second though, the handsome sailor was passing by our table when our eyes met, and then he continued on. I grabbed my boss, Julie, and said "Oh my gosh, did you see that guy's eyes? They were gorgeous!"

I couldn't stop thinking about how handsome he'd been. I'd worked at several Naval homecomings before, and had never looked at a single sailor; I simply wasn't interested in dating someone in the military. But there was something about this one, I felt drawn to him. He was with a small group of other sailors, waiting to meet the ship, and they hung close to our table. He and I kept making eye contact and smiling shyly at one another. Finally, I saw him standing alone, this was my chance. I walked over, and asked him how long it would be before the sailors disembarked from the ship. He and I began talking, and before we knew it, we were sharing our life stories - where we each grew up, and information about our families. I found out that the day before had been his 23rd birthday, he was the same age as me. 

After about 15 minutes he said, "I'm Richard, by the way." I told him my name, and we shook hands. He got a cute smile on his face, and said, "So, can I get your number?"

Three hours later he called me. We went on our first date that night, and three weeks after that first date, he proposed. The rest is history. 

Our entire relationship, up to this point, has coincided with Husband's time on his ship. So many important moments in our life together have revolved around the ship's schedule. We couldn't take longer than a two day honeymoon because they were scheduled to ship out the Monday after we got married. The ship was in San Diego when Binker was born, so Husband had to take two weeks of leave so he would be home for his birth. And it was a miracle that Husband was granted emergency leave to come home for Bug's birth, since his ship was on a six month deployment when he was born. I have traveled to San Diego numerous times to visit him on the many trips his ship has taken down there. Before we met, I had never even been to San Diego, now I consider it to be one of my favorite cities. 

We've never been able to makes plans very far out, as the ship's schedule could be unpredictable, and always subject to change.

But all of that ends today.

Today is Husband's very last day on the ship. His tour of duty with them is over, after four and a half years. I don't even want to know how many days from those four and a half years we spent apart. I could try to figure it out, but that's just depressing. My guess would be at least half. There were the two deployments, equaling over a year's time, and dozens of underways, which ranged from a couple days' time, to a couple months.

While he was on the Davis though, he accomplished so much. When we met, Husband was a Seaman, he has since been promoted twice to Petty Officer, 2nd Class. He obtained his ESWS Pin two years ago, after extensive studying and testing. He was a member of the VBSS team, and while on the ship he earned a Navy Achievement Medal. We are beyond proud of his many successes. He is the hardest working sailor I know, and has been entrusted with numerous leadership responsibilities. But he is burnt out. Four and half years at sea is exhausting, and I know that these next few years off, in his new position will be a good relief for him. Selfishly, I am looking forward to no duty days and no deployments for a few years. I am so excited to have him home every night, on a somewhat regular schedule. 

It's weird to think that there will be no more 5am alarms to wake up to, no more days without him coming home. This is the only life I have known with my husband, but I am very excited for the next chapter to begin, and see where it takes us.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Everybody Was Kung Fu Kissing

A little background, first:

While on deployment, Richard would kill time by practicing Jujitsu, (which, according to Google can also be spelled no less than a thousand other ways, so if you were going to correct me on the spelling, don't bother. I just picked the one I liked best). Anyways, he got really into this form of martial arts. Every time he would email me he'd tell me about the latest move he learned or how he totally almost made a guy pass out that day.

So there we were on Friday night. We'd had a long, busy day and I was cuddled up in our comfy bed, with my soft fleece pajamas on, eating from my bowl of ice cream and watching a movie.


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Kellyn! Come over here for a second, I want to show you some of my Jujitsu moves.

No thanks.

No, come on Kellyn, it will only take a minute.

I'm good.

Seriously, you need to learn this stuff, it is good for self defense. It will help you in case anyone ever tries to attack you.

Actually I have a better plan, I will just stay away from walking down dark alleys at three in the morning, and sleep with Captain Kirk next to the bed.

Noooo, Kellyn please come here? I really want to teach you this.

(Sigh) Fine.

Awesome! Ok, so you lay down on the ground and I will get on top of you like I am going to attack you.

Don't hurt me, I bruise easy.

I'm not actually going to attack you. All right, now you need to wrap your arms around my head like this...

Wow, our carpet is filthy! I gotta remember to vacuum in here tomorrow.

Kellyn! Focus! Now wrap your legs around my back and lock your ankles together.

This is boring.

Look, this is really easy, just pay attention okay? This is important stuff you need to know. Now interlock your fingers and put your arms around my neck.

Like this?

No, no! You're not doing it right, lock your fingers together really tight so I can't break through.

Don't yell at me!

I'm not yelling - Ughh - Okay, let's switch positions so I can show you what I mean. I will lay down and you get on top of me like you're going to attack me.

Fine.

Okay, now pretend like you're going to punch me and I will stop you. (Richard does some of his Jujitsu magic).

I can't move.

Exactly! See what I'm doing? Now do you get what I was trying to show you? You need to have your hands locked together really tight so they can't be pulled apart.

(I lean my face toward Richard's and give him an Eskimo Kiss).

What are you doing.

Eskimo Kisses! (I do it again).

Dah! Stop that! You need to pay attention.

Is this what you guys did on the ship? When you pinned one another down would you Eskimo Kiss?

No. That would make us gay.

Well, no offense, but it seems to me that a bunch of grown men pinning each other down and straddling one another is a little gay.

Okay, you ruined it. Never mind.


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And that was the end of my self-defense lesson. 

Except that now I am super paranoid that I AM going to be attacked and I will be kicking myself for not paying more attention. But at this point I don't think Mr. "I Hate Eskimo Kisses" is willing to teach me again. 

Good thing there is always Captain Kirk to protect me.