[quote]CBear84 wrote:
awww, you thought of me and had to tell me! i soooo got u hooked on cbear.
oh, and for deja, kimba and arachne…
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yay… ya got the system set up! nice speakers.
it’s damn near perfect in here.
and look at ur fella!! wow. traps, legs and the most insane abs. moar pics please.
i’ll definitely be following his journal. insane dude. srsly.
deja says moar pics… ok.
oh wait, did u want them nekkider? hmmmm. I’ll have to get his permission before I post the nekkider ones.
Well, nekkid or not, he’s handsome.
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
deja says moar pics… ok.
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adorable. and u look pretty good too. =+)
We were getting ready to go to my parents, and when I turned around, I yelled, “Dont move!! I have to take a picture!!”
Gorgeous, and incredibly patient with my helmeted self. Actually, he’s patient when the crash helmet is off, as well.
[quote]dejavued wrote:
CBear84 wrote:
deja says moar pics… ok.
adorable. and u look pretty good too. =+)[/quote]
I had a thought to type, “Thanks A and D!” then it reminded me of the diaper rash ointment.
smells more like “tattoo” to me than “baby butt” so it’s kind of a compliment.
p.s. my dog is producing the most noxious smells ever. Im gonna have to go outside just to get my nose back to normal. I have no idea what he ate but I hope he never does it again.
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
p.s. my dog is producing the most noxious smells ever. Im gonna have to go outside just to get my nose back to normal. I have no idea what he ate but I hope he never does it again. [/quote]
goats fart in my face at least bi weekly. it’s the absolute worst smelling thing i’ve ever been subject to. fuck.
lovely couple!
Im curious…how you do make it work? Do you travel back and forth for the weekends or what?
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
oh, and for deja, kimba and arachne…
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hahaha.
Any day I see and hear Freddie Mercury is a good day.
And, I’m likin’ the moar picture philosophy 'round here.
[quote]mom-in-MD wrote:
lovely couple!
Im curious…how you do make it work? Do you travel back and forth for the weekends or what?[/quote]
Yup! the weekends i don’t work, I head down there. He bounces friday and saturday nights, so I can either hang out solo (get schoolwork done) or spend time with the rest of the friends I have down there. It works out rather well. Lots of texing, pic messages, and phone calls when we’re away.
awwww 
Your guy reminds me of someone but I can’t think who. Great body - must be like playing with your own personal bouncy castle.
I’m in a long distance thing myself - the good part about that is that you’re always happy to see each other and don’t succumb to all those mood killing things like moaning about whose turn it is to take out the trash. Plus I get my own personal space when I need it. It’s a win-win.
Thats how the first year of my marriage was with the hubby in and out to sea…you actually have a chance to miss each other! Now he’s been on shore for almost 2 years…but I like having him around
10 years this Friday!
James and I did the long distance thing for the first eight months,then I moved up to live with him. We were living 80 miles apart. We spent almost every weekend together It is so much easier now that we live together. Before, my house was getting neglected. Now everyone is much happier, including the dogs. My Great Dane was left alone for long stretches of time, due to my work schedule. Now, he has someone home almost all the time, and when we are not my mother in law walks them.
[quote]Cal Jones wrote:
the good part about that is that you’re always happy to see each other and don’t succumb to all those mood killing things like moaning about whose turn it is to take out the trash. Plus I get my own personal space when I need it. It’s a win-win.[/quote]
Awww, thanks for all the comments ladies! I wake up every day knowing how lucky I am that he puts up with me!
I knew what I was getting myself into with this from the beginning, bc I’ve done long distance before (MIMD… military! Army and Marine), and I know that right now, I couldn’t handle very close proximity. EVERYTHING would get neglected (not just the house and the dog, chrys!), and both of us would end up broke. Me way before him.
But it amazes me to see how many naysayers there are to the distance… of all the married women I know, only a handful DONT hate their husbands, or consider them incapable oafs. Then wtf did you get married? You dont have sex, he doesnt help around the house, and according to you, actually makes life HARDER! Yes, I give them the look you think I would, and say what you think I’d say. They don’t talk so much about their husbands anymore when I’m around.
Ok one more piece to the rant then I’ll be finished. why the fuck do women spend all day bitching about their husbands/boyfriends? He’s not here to defend himself, and more often than not, HE is the one you should be communicating with, NOT your girlfriends. They will give you poor advice (not intentionally, but they’re not in your relationship), and your man is not present to defend himself. and do you REALLY think he doesn’t have as much room to bitch about you? Ever considered how annoying/sloppy/unattractive/rude YOU can be? To take that one step farther. If you’re not sleeping with him, not communicating with him (nagging doesnt count as communicating), and not making him feel like you need him, whats stopping him from finding that elsewhere? cheating doesnt have to be physical.
I was watching “The Wedding Date” with Debra Messing and Dermot Mulrooney when the script says, “Everyone already has the relationship they want.” I agree, its just a matter of where all of the necessary components come from. If a woman isn’t getting comfort from her man, she’ll find it in food, hobbies, or another man. If a man isnt made to feel strong, intelligent, funny, powerful, and needed, he too will find it elsewhere. With lifting, with friends, with clubs, and/or with other women.
OK. /rant.
I had 3lbs of ground turkey in the fridge. I made it into 4 meatloafs. they’re almost finished, and the house smells soooooo good. I hope it tastes as yummy.
No training today. hot shower, foam rolling, mobility drills, and tiger balm tonight. Tomorrow is class, wax, dentist, class, class, then OHP. I may have to have a chipotle before the dentist. note to self… bring toothbrush, and get an extra chipotle for later
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
Cal Jones wrote:
the good part about that is that you’re always happy to see each other and don’t succumb to all those mood killing things like moaning about whose turn it is to take out the trash. Plus I get my own personal space when I need it. It’s a win-win.
Awww, thanks for all the comments ladies! I wake up every day knowing how lucky I am that he puts up with me!
I knew what I was getting myself into with this from the beginning, bc I’ve done long distance before (MIMD… military! Army and Marine), and I know that right now, I couldn’t handle very close proximity. EVERYTHING would get neglected (not just the house and the dog, chrys!), and both of us would end up broke. Me way before him.
But it amazes me to see how many naysayers there are to the distance… of all the married women I know, only a handful DONT hate their husbands, or consider them incapable oafs. Then wtf did you get married? You dont have sex, he doesnt help around the house, and according to you, actually makes life HARDER! Yes, I give them the look you think I would, and say what you think I’d say. They don’t talk so much about their husbands anymore when I’m around.
Ok one more piece to the rant then I’ll be finished. why the fuck do women spend all day bitching about their husbands/boyfriends? He’s not here to defend himself, and more often than not, HE is the one you should be communicating with, NOT your girlfriends. They will give you poor advice (not intentionally, but they’re not in your relationship), and your man is not present to defend himself. and do you REALLY think he doesn’t have as much room to bitch about you? Ever considered how annoying/sloppy/unattractive/rude YOU can be? To take that one step farther. If you’re not sleeping with him, not communicating with him (nagging doesnt count as communicating), and not making him feel like you need him, whats stopping him from finding that elsewhere? cheating doesnt have to be physical.
I was watching “The Wedding Date” with Debra Messing and Dermot Mulrooney when the script says, “Everyone already has the relationship they want.” I agree, its just a matter of where all of the necessary components come from. If a woman isn’t getting comfort from her man, she’ll find it in food, hobbies, or another man. If a man isnt made to feel strong, intelligent, funny, powerful, and needed, he too will find it elsewhere. With lifting, with friends, with clubs, and/or with other women.
OK. /rant.
I had 3lbs of ground turkey in the fridge. I made it into 4 meatloafs. they’re almost finished, and the house smells soooooo good. I hope it tastes as yummy.
No training today. hot shower, foam rolling, mobility drills, and tiger balm tonight. Tomorrow is class, wax, dentist, class, class, then OHP. I may have to have a chipotle before the dentist. note to self… bring toothbrush, and get an extra chipotle for later
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I hear ya, Cbear, about the bitching. I find it very sad that they don’t either appreciate what they have, make it better, or get out. I think it is very easy to bitch when you need to vent, and less easy/interesting to talk about the good things, unless they are really spectacular things, and then it comes off as bragging. I know that I was guilty in some ways of complaining about my late husband at times, but going through what I did made me realize just how short life is, and what is important.
wow you ladies talk about everytihng…
cbear I liked your rant.
we begrudgingly talk amidst the grunts in over 35- we are mostly civil almost human.
I was on the road with shows for three or so years- kind of hard on the love life- but you make it work
Last year I was out of town for a total of 3 or 4 months spread out kinda rough
texts email, phone and im with cam help
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
No training today. hot shower, foam rolling, mobility drills, and tiger balm tonight. Tomorrow is class, wax, dentist, class, class, then OHP. I may have to have a chipotle before the dentist. note to self… bring toothbrush, and get an extra chipotle for later
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You might have mentioned this, but what do you do for mobility drills?
And xInfinity on the rant! IH thinks so, too.
[quote]Grneyes wrote:
You might have mentioned this, but what do you do for mobility drills?[/quote]
I haven’t. but because inquiring eyes want to know…
mostly stuff from the magnificent mobility dvd.
a few constants:
leg swings
cat camels
fire hydrant
bird dog
scorpion ( I like prone better than supine. I think that means something. havent tried to figure out what.)
lunge with a reach
im torn between congratulating you and busting your collective balls. I like both of you, so I’ll leave it there.
unrelated side note:
I’m taking a geography class (I get lost in a paper bag. stories to follow.)
We had our first midterm on thursday. US and canada. My studying included playing the test quiz games on the class website, and looking over my notes 5 min before class started.
I just checked my grade. I expected very low, and had already come to terms with the fact that I’m going to have to buy the stinking book, that I let myself down by not preparing, and that I’m actually going to have to study on a constant basis from here on out.
I got a 95/100.
I’m waiting for the money tree to appear outside my door and for it to rain Ecstasy tablets.
ok, stories.
#1)
I was a senior in highschool, my older armywife sis and her 7month old were home for the first time from Italy. She ordered subs from one place, and nachos from another. I volunteered to pick them up, so she wouldnt have to load the fetus into the car. I got the subs first, they’re from a place on one of 4 main roads in my town.
I head into downtown to get the nachos, they were from a bar very near my parents house, but to which I had never been (while I was sober) and kinda knew where it was, I knew what road it was on, figured I’d find it.
25 min later I came home angry bc I couldnt find it. The proper directions? Turn left out of driveway. Go 2/3 mile. turn left. Turn immediate right into parking lot. You can see the fucking bar from the stop sign at the end of the road.
I STILL get rightfully teased about that. However, that bar became my “Cheers” later on, and will forever hold a special place in my heart.
#2)
Much more recent. One of the first few trips back home from seeing Jim in KY I was brave enough to leave the directions in the sunvisor and go it on my own recollections.
I’d had not enough sleep or caffeine. On the bridge in Cinci, I saw signs in and out of my sleep deprived hallucinations, and kept repeating, “north. I need north. 75 is north. I stay on 75.”
After awhile I thought I should be near columbus, and wondered why my radio stations on presets weren’t coming in very well.
After a little while longer, I hadn’t seen any more signs for columbus, so I kept going, thinking I’d see a sign for a familiar town eventually.
I stopped at a gas station after one such sign, checked a map, and realized I’d gone AN HOUR out of my way ON THE WRONG FUCKING ROAD. I should have gotten on 71, right as I got off the bridge in Cinci.
No one who knows me was surprised, but I blame Molly’s bf. The night before, at dinner, he’d found out what part of Ohio I’m from, and asked if I’d ever been to “town X”. I said “sure, been through there, but no one really has a reason to stop there.” that same little town is where I ended up. I promptly requested that he no longer fuck with my voodoo while I’m traveling. by the time I got home my class had started 5 min before so I decided to skip class, nap, then go to work.
note to self… must lead cbear around on a leash.