Honestly could not find anything to really blog about the last two weeks nor did I really have time. Got caught up in things. I got my 6th and 7th letters today. Originally there were no letters in the mailbox today when I got the mail. But as I was in the driveway with the boring mail I did not want in my hand, the mailman drove up the driveway with MORE MAIL! Can you believe it?! I just wanted to plant a big ole' kiss on his cheek! The only reason I wouldn't have done that of course would be because I didn't get letters.. but I did get letters and I still didn't do it because it would have been just weird... to him.
Anyway, I suppose I can update you on everything that has been going on the last couple weeks with Mac. He said in his letters that he is trying to go for squad leader and that his Platoon is getting better with time and practice of course. They are pretty good at drill and what not. He got his wisdom teeth out & it went extremely well. He had no swelling and all four teeth were out within 10 minutes. He got to rest, so that is when he wrote a lot of my letters that I got last week. He got his wisdom teeth out a couple days after Easter it sounded like. He goes to Chapel every Sunday. He got to go on Good Friday as well. Not much else to share. He said he dominates the obstacle courses and said that Swim week is next week. (This week now) I believe they go to Camp Pendleton on Friday. Crazy, my Brother and Boyfriend are going to be on the same base and not even get to see eachother.
I miss both of them SO much! Can't wait until my Brother is home for good & I fall asleep everynight thinking about just being able to see Mac during Family Day on Thursday! He is going to look so different but, I know one thing that won't change for sure.. His sense of humor. He definitely has not lost his sense of humor while at bootcamp. He always has a funny story to tell me that happened or for instance.. In todays letter it read "I love you more than pigeons love to poop". No matter what it is, it never fails at making me laugh hysterically or giggle like a little girl. He is something else. I love it.
I honestly cannot express how much I miss him. I miss him peeking one eye around the corner of every doorway, thinking he is being sneaky. I miss him hiding behind anything that could hide his 6 foot tall self. I miss him giggling like a little boy if I put my hand right under his armpit and not even tickling him. Seriously this list can go on and on and on.. you all get where I am going with this. The only thing keeping me sane is our not so little anymore pup Lucy, keeping busy with working out and working, writing & recieving letters and loving him unconditionally & with every last bit of my heart. He is my motivation to get through every day and not to give up on myself or what I believe in. I love that boy so much. SO MUCH!
59 MORE FREAKING DAYS!!
