<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609</id><updated>2011-12-14T22:01:39.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~~The Marine Wifes' Life~~</title><subtitle type='html'>Candid comments from a Marine Corps artillery wife</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113704323491181396</id><published>2006-01-12T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:20:34.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy at school, pregnant again</title><content type='html'>i know i have a lot of readers in certain areas of the country, and some of you may wonder where the hell i've been lately. well, for one, my new semester is here. i'm taking physiology 2, bio-medical ethics, english, and human development this semester. to top it all off i just found out im pregnant again (perfect timing people, not too soon by any means), so that means i have jack shit for time left to blow off steam in a blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find me at myspace http://myspace.com/mrs0811 if you miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113704323491181396?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113704323491181396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113704323491181396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113704323491181396'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113623393775370673?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.grouchymedia.com/other_videos/americas_defense/download.cfm' title='click here to remember why we&apos;re over there'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113623393775370673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113623393775370673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113623393775370673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113623393775370673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2006/01/click-here-to-remember-why-were-over.html' title='click here to remember why we&apos;re over there'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113623283587832182</id><published>2006-01-02T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:13:55.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME FUCKING VIDEO.</title><content type='html'>download it here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.grouchymedia.com/other_videos/our_heroes/download.cfm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to say is THANK YOU for 3 things.&lt;br /&gt;1. for protecting us overseas and here at home&lt;br /&gt;2. for freeing the oppressed so  that they may enjoy freedom just like us&lt;br /&gt;3. for putting your life at risk (and sometimes giving your life) so that another can live in peace.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i love our military personnel. this thank you is for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113623283587832182?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.grouchymedia.com/other_videos/our_heroes/download.cfm' title='AWESOME FUCKING VIDEO.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113623283587832182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113623283587832182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113623283587832182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113623283587832182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2006/01/awesome-fucking-video.html' title='AWESOME FUCKING VIDEO.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113467245009734266</id><published>2005-12-15T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:47:30.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks your Marines, Soldiers, Navy and Air Force..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for what just happened today in Iraq. Like this one citizen said. "Every purple finger is a bullet straight in the chest of the terrorists."I'm so proud of what happened over there today. Personally, I want to say thanks to mi amor Enrique, and to mis compadres Juan and Rizo. I know they don't make up the entire US military, but I know they're personal stories, and they all had a hand in getting the Iraqis to the polls today. Also, anonymous thank you to all the rest of the military wives out there. Our husbands couldn't be over there if we can't take care of our homes over here. Sometimes people forget that we serve too, but that's alright. *tear* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.forbes.com/home/feeds/afx/2005/12/15/afx2394720.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing before this post is done:If you don't agree with the war on terrorism, or don't think that we should have been in Iraq, that's okay. Just think about why you have the FREEDOM to debate that point, and how you have the FREEDOM to wake up every morning and not have to worry about another 9/11 happening next door. This war is not about Iraq. It's not about Afghanistan. It's about preserving our way of life so that our children can play outside, be happy and live free. THAT IS WHAT THIS WAR IS ALL ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/MYCAM2%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/MYCAM2%20037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way...that's iraqi sand scraped on this photo. my husband is the one to the left holding the flag (top row, 2nd from the left). our babies' godfather is next to him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113467245009734266?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113467245009734266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113467245009734266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113467245009734266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113467245009734266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanks-your-marines-soldiers-navy-and.html' title='Thanks your Marines, Soldiers, Navy and Air Force..'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113450832707933241</id><published>2005-12-13T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:12:07.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mental note: no NOT leave the christmas presents out anymore</title><content type='html'>We bought this Tigger-toy-thing-a-ma-jig for my 6 month old for Christmas, and there it was on the floor, looking really pretty for Christmas. WELL. I went into my room and was on the phone when all of a sudden *RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIP*.  haha. She opened her toy and was sitting there playing with Tigger. hahahahahahahahaha. Atleast she's only 6 months old, and won't remember that she even opened the toy in the first place come Christmas morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113450832707933241?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113450832707933241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113450832707933241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113450832707933241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113450832707933241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/mental-note-no-not-leave-christmas.html' title='mental note: no NOT leave the christmas presents out anymore'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113442509107429446</id><published>2005-12-12T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T17:07:24.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Tookie,</title><content type='html'>I find it complete bullshit that you think you deserve clemency. You founded an organization that thousands individuals-young, old, and everyone else in between--lost their lives by being innocent bystanders like it was the plauge. Not only did this occur in Los Angeles, but all over the US in gangs that wanted to be the 'Crips".  Ya, you may have written a few books for children, and I thank you for that.  The fact of the matter remains that you killed 4 people with your own hands. May God have mercy on your soul, but I'm pretty content knowing that you won't be wasting any more tax payers money, and that your 4 victims will finally be able to RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113442509107429446?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113442509107429446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113442509107429446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113442509107429446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113442509107429446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-tookie.html' title='Dear Tookie,'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113402675023650763</id><published>2005-12-07T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:27:52.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Pearl Harbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/pearl12.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/pearl12.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this picture of the capsized USS Oklahoma during the raid on Pearl Harbor, and a personal memory comes to mind. About 2 years ago, I traveled with my father to a tiny little town in Florida called Sevilla. There lives my great-aunt Marjorie. She's an old woman who lives alone in a tiny house with a view of a creek in the back. I was 25 when I met her for the first time....my father didn't come from the most loving parents and Marjorie was my fathers main caretaker his first years of life. I was nervous meeting her because first of all, I didn't know who she really was. Secondly, she scared me with her number one house rule when she heard me and my dad speaking Spanish to each other:&lt;br /&gt;"NO FAH-REN-AHS IN HEYAH--YOUS KNOW BETTA"&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, actually. I had no clue we weren't allowed to speak anything but English in her home. So, I sat there, sinking in to her couches when I started looking at all the cool stuff on her wall. She's got a lot of memorabilia from WWII--especially Pearl Harbor. Turns out that her husband was on the USS Oklahoma when our fine nation was attacked by Japan. The only reason that he was one of 30-someodd people who survived the attack is because he was able to escape the ship through a PORTHOLE. Once he made it through that, he had to swim in the gassy, oily waters trying to save as many people as he possibly could and get them to land. I have no idea how successful he was at that , but I do know that he had nightmares about Pearl Harbor til the day he died in 1982. The way his skin was burned, and how charred his lungs became during that day 64 years ago today...it's a marvel he lived so many years afterwards. Lung cancer took his life.&lt;br /&gt;So, I came across this picture above of a capsized Oklahoma, and wonder where my great uncle was in that moment, in that picture? I can only try to imagine the sheer horror of that day, and the ensuing day to day horror he'd have to live out honorably in the name of our nation for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people who disagree with my views about the war on terrorism, and the reason why we are in Iraq. Knowing my US history has really helped me to develop the correlation bewtween 12/07/41 and 9/11/01. Both times we had no clue an attack was going to happen until it was too late to stop it. Both entries into their respective wars didn't start until we were attacked on our own soil. In the end, both of those wars are going to be considered 'great wars' in American history, even though being in Iraq and Afghanistan isn't a popular idea, but it is necessary....but that's a whole 'nother post for another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113402675023650763?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113402675023650763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113402675023650763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113402675023650763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113402675023650763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/remembering-pearl-harbor.html' title='Remembering Pearl Harbor'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113392533384857274</id><published>2005-12-06T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:15:46.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why aint he dead yet?</title><content type='html'>Saddam is bitchin' about not getting out for a smoke and calls that 'terrorism'. What a fucking bastard. This comes out of his mouth after he hears the testimony of a woman who, at 16 years old, was raped gang-bang style by some of Saddams' officers. Forced to hold her legs up and tortured with electrical shocks...and he calls not being able to get a shower and a smoke terrorism? FUCKING DISGUSTING. I can't wait til he gets the death penalty. So many people in Iraq will have the day they never thought would come when the day he meets his maker. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Click on the title above so you can see the news story I'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113392533384857274?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20051207/ap_on_re_mi_ea/saddam_trial' title='Why aint he dead yet?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113392533384857274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113392533384857274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113392533384857274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113392533384857274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-aint-he-dead-yet.html' title='Why aint he dead yet?'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113371420796926436</id><published>2005-12-04T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T11:37:15.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good vs. Evil</title><content type='html'>About a year ago, I was in this tiny town in Texas called Brownsville. I was getting some our finances squared away at this one office (that shall remain anonymous), and there was a girl there who was doing all of our final paperwork. She noticed that my husband was in the military...she kept saying that he was in the Army, and I kept correcting her, telling her that he was in the Marine Corps. That should have been my first clue that she wasn't 'all there'about knowledge of the war on terrorism. Anyway, as she was doing our paperwork, she non-chalantly was asking my husband if he had been 'over there'. Of course, he answered her truthfully, saying that he had been there the night of the Iraq invasion. Her reponse "You guys are crazy". The sick part about that chick is that she was saying it like she was serious. I had to get up and leave the office before I let her know how things really are over there...but ya...anyway. The reason why I'm writing about this ignorant girl who couldn't even distinguish between the Army and the Marine Corps (even with the military ID right infront of her face), is because I came across this fabulous article today that had been published right about the time she was calling all of our countries' brave men and women 'crazy'. Since our business is all finished with that company at this point, I'm thought of sending a copy of this article to them...but, then reality smacked me in the face and I realized that girl probably wouldn't even read it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;OOH HEY! SOMEONE GET CINDY A COPY OF THIS ARTICLE TOO! MAYBE IT'LL SHUT HER THE HELL UP.Here is an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The war we are fighting in Iraq is not a war of conquest. It is not about acquiring territory or, as so many of our critics contend, Iraqi oil. We are not in Iraq to create an American empire but to allow the Iraqi people -- for the first time in their history -- to create their own destiny. We are also there to rid ourselves and the world of the threat of men like Osama bin Laden and his imitators, including the vicious Abu Musab al Zarqawi, who has killed so many in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;Islamofascism is the personification of evil. It cannot be appeased; it cannot be reasoned with; it cannot be contained. The only possible way to deal with it is to defeat it, just as we defeated Nazism some 60 years ago. The battle will not be won easily or without the sacrifice of many good people. Defeating the Nazis and the Japanese cost America nearly a half-million lives and took nearly four years, and an even greater contribution in lives and years from our allies. To expect that we will be out of Iraq quickly or that we may not have to fight elsewhere to defeat this enemy is shortsighted.&lt;br /&gt;We will wage this fight not only with soldiers, guns and bombs, though they are vital to winning the war, but with humanitarian assistance. The struggle to defeat Islamofascism will also come by building schools and sewage systems, which is why Zarqawi and his killers target those involved in helping to rebuild Iraq. And, as we see this week, we will not allow the bin Ladens and Zarqawis to define the Muslim people. When Muslims are dying and need our help, we heed the call, as we did when thousands of Muslims from Indonesia to Somalia suffered from the deadly tsunami in the Indian Ocean. &lt;br /&gt;The United States will send millions of dollars in aid, not just from our government but from ordinary Americans who want to help. We don't ask whether those suffering share our values or politics or religion, whether they like us or wish us ill. No doubt, among those families who will receive American help in some of these nations will be those who are sympathetic to our enemies. We will help them, not because we hope to change their minds, but because it is the right thing to do. It is the difference between those who are fighting for good and those who are fighting for evil."&lt;br /&gt;-Linda Chavez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113371420796926436?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.townhall.com/opinion/columns/lindachavez/2004/12/29/14082.html' title='Good vs. Evil'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113371420796926436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113371420796926436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113371420796926436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113371420796926436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-vs-evil.html' title='Good vs. Evil'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113358050615835787</id><published>2005-12-02T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:33:13.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I just uncovered some disturbing US history.</title><content type='html'>I was just doing some reading about WWII history, when I came across this article (click on the link to see the whole thing) How incredibly sad, disturbing, and embarrassing that this really happened, and how female American citizens could have been used as trash dumping grounds for horny GI's sexual needs. I'm disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/easy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/easy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Wanted Cheap Meat &lt;br /&gt;Controversy surrounding the morality of prostitution is as ancient as the profession itself, and nearly as complex. Religious fundamentalists, conservative politicians, and feminists alike oppose its existence and its regulation, while many people of the same or similar affiliations oppose that opposition. Some view prostitutes as victims, while some view them as evil corrupters. Some fault society for the existence of prostitution, while some fault the prostitutes themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During times of war, however, beliefs in the morality of prostitution have shifted dramatically. Prostitution, like murder, was evaluated through an alternative lens. The industry of prostitution, a potentially multi-million dollar industry in war times (varied depending on location), received support from organizations that had historically opposed it. Military, police, and other state-funded agencies devoted energy and resources to the recruitment, regulation, and maintenance of prostitution. One of the most significant features of wartime (specifically WWII) prostitution, according to Alice Yun Chai, is that "both [the] recruiters and the recipients of [the] sexual services have been ruling-class and colonial, military men," (73) who exploited their unearned camaraderie at the expense, often, of young and economically disadvantaged girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In WWII Hawaii, prostitutes were inspected by the vice squad, licensed, and given a strict set of rules (the breaking of which resulted in a severe beating by police). In addition, upper-class land owners strongly supported the existence of brothels. This support was justified in many ways. First, the brothels kept largely lower-class soldiers and sailors away from "respectable" women of the island, and, allegedly, prevented rape of those women (Bailey 57). One elite landowner said, "'If the sexual desires of men in this predominantly masculine community [500 men to each woman (55)] are going to be satisfied , certainly not one of us but would rather see them satisfied in regulated brothels than by our young girls and women -- whether by rape, seduction, or the encouraging of natural tendencies'" (57). Also, the existence of brothels kept the levels of venereal disease relatively low among service men (compared to WWI, from which more soldiers left with an infectious venereal disease than were wounded in battle) (58). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese Imperial Army in WWII recruited military prostitutes from Korea. In order to justify the expense, the "women" (girls as young as twelve) were stripped of their ideals serviced up to 250,000 men per month (Bailey 54). Each woman, therefore, had a quota of servicing100 men per day (each man was allotted only three minutes) (60). And, when they tried to raise the price of the three minutes from $3 to $5, the head of the Military Police reprimanded the prostitutes, saying, "the price of meat is still $3." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The risk of sexually transmitted disease was extremely high for Hawaiian prostitutes. ("in 1943, 120 prostitutes were hospitalized 166 times for a contagious venels serviced up to 250,000 men per month (Bailey 54). Each woman, therefore, had a quota of servicing 100 men per day (each man was allotted only three minutes) (60). And, when they tried to raise the price of the three minutes from $3 to $5, the head of the Military Police reprimanded the prostitutes, saying, "the price of meat is still $3." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The risk of sexually transmitted disease was extremely high for Hawaiian prostitutes. ("In 1943, 120 prostitutes were hospitalized 166 times for a contagious venereal disease...") (60) In addition, the women working in the brothels were forced to undergo intense social contempt. Many women dealt with the circumstances by turning to drugs, which numbed the pain (60). Hawaiian prostitutes (mostly lower-class white women from San Francisco) (58) often left the lifestyle after only a few months, after which time they were not allowed to return (59). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lifestyle of the Japanese sex slaves, called "comfort women," would be considered by many unfit even for farm animals. First, the Japanese police would seek out young, single, socially isolated and economically disadvantaged girls from religious families in Korea (80-90% of sex slaves to the Japanese army were Korean). With strong Confucian ideals, the girls were likely to value virginity and chastity, thus reducing the possibility of spreading venereal disease. The girls were lured to Japan by false promises of high-paying jobs and steady food supply; or, they were threatened at gunpoint and kidnapped. Once the girls arrived in Japan, they were forced into sexual slavery, which meant servicing up to 100 men a day for low pay or no pay at all. There was inadequate housing, long hours, limited freedom, and insufficient medical care, and those who tried to escape were killed. (An estimated 75-90% of comfort women became casualties of war.) (Chai 70-71) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, women's mobility during World War II was less restricted than it had been before the war. Women were allowed to experience the pride and independence of earning one's own living, and the freedom to move outside of their domestic spaces. For some women, however, namely overseas sex slaves and prostitutes, bodily ownership, one of the key elements of unrestricted mobility, was limited, if not removed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodi Tilsner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113358050615835787?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lezbeout.com/Rosietheriveter.htm' title='Hey, I just uncovered some disturbing US history.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113358050615835787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113358050615835787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113358050615835787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113358050615835787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-i-just-uncovered-some-disturbing.html' title='Hey, I just uncovered some disturbing US history.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113316126268183939</id><published>2005-11-28T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:02:19.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK OFF BIATCHES! he's MINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/MYCAM2%20055_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/MYCAM2%20055_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my husband from when we first started dating. GOD DAYUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113316126268183939?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113316126268183939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113316126268183939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113316126268183939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113316126268183939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-off-biatches-hes-mine.html' title='BACK OFF BIATCHES! he&apos;s MINE!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113299228608823722</id><published>2005-11-26T03:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T03:05:26.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TOP 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id=vpdiv&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never"style="FILTER: xray" name="RAOCXplayer" autoplay="true" src="http://www.freefreevideos.com/playlist.php?id=619183" type="application/x-mplayer2" width="455" height="345" ShowControls="1" ShowStatusBar="0" AutoSize="true" loop="true" EnableContextMenu="0" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=red&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=415&gt;Daddy Yankee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=3479&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lo Que Paso, Paso/Salud Y Vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=4955&gt;Angel &amp; Khriz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=15169&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ven Bailalo (Reggaeton Version)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=163&gt;Alexandre Pires&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=305&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2342&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=12135&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything But Mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=3166&gt;Obie Bermudez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=11060&gt;&lt;b&gt;Antes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=102&gt;Aaliyah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=177&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rock The Boat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=302&gt;Ashanti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=8785&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=5088&gt;Sade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16180&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Ordinary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2342&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=9275&gt;&lt;b&gt;There Goes My Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2499&gt;Lee Ann Womack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=9580&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Hope You Dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2654&gt;LSG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=9887&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Body&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2004&gt;Intocable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=8490&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=5083&gt;Ivy Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16154&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yo Quiero Bailar: Pepsi Musica Exclusive Performance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2342&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=9277&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Go Back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=1582&gt;Fleetwood Mac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=7700&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Chain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2597&gt;LL Cool J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16794&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goin' Back To Cali&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=32&gt;3 Doors Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=15267&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I'm Gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=32&gt;3 Doors Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=15002&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here Without You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=5099&gt;Big Pun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16221&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still Not A Player&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=446&gt;Beenie Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16496&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dude (The Remix) - Featuring Ms. Thing &amp; 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Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=4598&gt;Tim McGraw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=14045&gt;&lt;b&gt;Live Like You Were Dying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=4197&gt;The Calling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=16931&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adrienne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=324&gt;The Cure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=13911&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pictures Of You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=4418&gt;The Notorious B.I.G.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=13676&gt;&lt;b&gt;One More Chance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=1102&gt;Martina McBride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=10180&gt;&lt;b&gt;Concrete Angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=4943&gt;Pretty Ricky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=19104&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Body&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=3539&gt;Ricky Martin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=11902&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go The Distance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/artist.php?id=2993&gt;Motley Crue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.freefreevideos.com/item.php?id=10644&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home Sweet Home ('91 Remix)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freefreevideos.com/playlist.php?vid=619183"&gt;My Playlist&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href=http://www.gjpix.com&gt;GJPix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113299228608823722?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113299228608823722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113299228608823722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113299228608823722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113299228608823722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-top-40.html' title='MY TOP 40'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113298529678865481</id><published>2005-11-26T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:08:16.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES! I'm spoiled AND dumb!</title><content type='html'>Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=7259"&gt;"What Kind of Music Are You? :::pics:::"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz2/7259/res6.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're simple and quite dumb. You don't realize what is really going on around you and you're concerned with nothing but yourself. You like to think that you're deep and you're a lover, but in the end nothing really matters to you but your own happiness. You idolize people who don't deserve it and you entertain yourself with all the money your parents give you. Congratulations, you're spoiled and dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113298529678865481?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113298529678865481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113298529678865481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113298529678865481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113298529678865481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-im-spoiled-and-dumb.html' title='YES! I&apos;m spoiled AND dumb!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113233799224869911</id><published>2005-11-18T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T13:19:52.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/ass.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to boston for a wedding! i cant wait to show my husband where i grew up in rhode island. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113233799224869911?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113233799224869911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113233799224869911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113233799224869911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113233799224869911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-true.html' title='how true.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113214623805952429</id><published>2005-11-16T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:10:25.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm giving in and doing myspace again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mrs0811" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/Promo/myspace_4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-099.vo.llnwd.net/00000/99/03/743099_s.JPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Check me out!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After not even logging on to myspace for over 2 years, my best friend Joy is making me get back on. So there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113214623805952429?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113214623805952429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113214623805952429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113214623805952429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113214623805952429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-giving-in-and-doing-myspace-again.html' title='I&apos;m giving in and doing myspace again.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113206291921251335</id><published>2005-11-15T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:06:03.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OH SCHNAP!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how right this 3 question test turns out to be! &lt;br /&gt;'Scuze me while I go pick my jaw up off the ground.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113206291921251335?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113206291921251335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113206291921251335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113206291921251335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113206291921251335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-schnap.html' title='OH SCHNAP!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113200442194787048</id><published>2005-11-14T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T16:46:39.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A byte about foreign politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/fags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/fags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can NOT stand Hugo Chavez. For those of you who aren't sure, he is the leader of Venezuela. He is also Fidel Castros' puppet...note the picture off to the left. Venezuela is going to be the 21st centuries version of the 20th centuries Cuba under his reign, and that is very scary..not so much for the American public, even though they supply us with 25% of our nations oil, but more-so for the people of Venezuela. Chavez reminds me a lot of Stalin in that he has some serious paranoia going on inside that head of his. Bush wants to massacre him, Fox (Mexicos president) is the USA's puppet...this is all in his head, but he says this in his speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one, Bush isn't stupid enough to declare that he'd like to massacre Chavez. Besides, if he really wanted to have him killed, he would have already done so....last time I checked the USA doesn't mess around with death threats. That's why we have Recon!&lt;br /&gt;Number two, how the hell is the president of Mexico Bushs' puppet? Is it because he is trying to get Mexico out from under the corruption and chaos of the PRI's reign before Fox and PAN took over? So, because he wants to bring the nation he runs into a functioning society to the rest of the world, Chavez has to be bitter about it? UHM, yeah. Well, in a way that does make sense. Chavez is trying to turn Venezuela into a dictatorship, and in turn, rip the nation he leads of any chance they had for survival in the world market.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/evil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice one, Hugo. Now The Venezuelan peso really *can* be valued less than Colombias' peso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113200442194787048?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113200442194787048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113200442194787048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113200442194787048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113200442194787048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/byte-about-foreign-politics.html' title='A byte about foreign politics'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113199072285211482</id><published>2005-11-14T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T13:04:38.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MCB Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/noprob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/noprob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.10.05 was the most boring Marine Corps Ball I've ever attended! Everyone was talking over the Commandants message ...so rude ...and the food sucked. To top it off, some biatch at the table was trying to hit on my husband! I was about to go ghetto on her azz, but we left with 2 friends of ours right after dinner and went out to a bar here in Quantico. THAT was awesome! It wasn't crowded, the drinks were cheap, and the highlight was when (I can't remember his rank or title) but the 3rd highest enlisted Marine in the US knocked my martini glass over, and broke it. He was trying to shake my hand..hahahaha. Anyway, he bought all 4 of us a round of drinks, and was a really nice man. Oh, and the reason that I know he's the 3rd highest is because it was explained to me like this...there is the Commandant, the Pentagon, and then him. So, if anyone knows who I'm talking about, feel free to leave it in my comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The weekend was good...spent the weekend in PA at my moms house, learned that my brothers and sisters really are crazy (lol...jk), and spent a lot of time with my grandma :) (that was the best part). Enrique says I look exactly like her, and that is a very high compliment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, that's it for now...I think. Maybe I'll find something political to talk about later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's a story for today, I recommend it for the kiddos before they go to bed:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a name="The Story of Molly Pitcher"&gt;The Story of Molly Pitcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Artillery wife, Mary Hays McCauly (better known as Molly Pitcher) shared the rigors of Valley Forge with her husband, William Hays. Her actions during the battle of Monmouth on June 28, 1778 became legendary. That day at Monmouth was as hot as Valley Forge was cold. Someone had to cool the hot guns and bathe parched throats with water. Across that bullet-swept ground, a striped skirt fluttered. Mary Hays McCauly was earning her nickname "Molly Pitcher" by bringing pitcher after pitcher of cool spring water to the exhausted and thirsty men. She also tended to the wounded and once, heaving a crippled Continental soldier up on her strong young back, carried him out of reach of hard-charging Britishers. On her next trip with water, she found her artilleryman husband back with the guns again, replacing a casualty. While she watched, Hays fell wounded. The piece, its crew too depleted to serve it, was about to be withdrawn. Without hesitation, Molly stepped forward and took the rammer staff from her fallen husband’s hands. For the second time on an American battlefield, a woman manned a gun. (The first was Margaret Corbin during the defense of Fort Washington in 1776.) Resolutely, she stayed at her post in the face of heavy enemy fire, ably acting as a matross (gunner). For her heroic role, General Washington himself issued her a warrant as a noncommissioned officer. Thereafter, she was widely hailed as "Sergeant Molly." A flagstaff and cannon stand at her gravesite at Carlisle, Pennsylvania. A sculpture on the battle monument commemorates her courageous deed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marine Artillery -- The Grunts 24-7, 911 Rescue Battery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113199072285211482?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113199072285211482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113199072285211482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113199072285211482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113199072285211482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/mcb-recap.html' title='MCB Recap'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113156699841376084</id><published>2005-11-09T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:12:48.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EH..a little emotional today</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I find out my surgery date on Monday. I wouldn't have been so emotional if I didn't know that it carries the same risk as open heart surgery. I don't want to reveal which type it is, but it is very necessary. The only thing I know time-wise, is that the date will be anywhere from 2 weeks to 5 months from now. So, yeah. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a lighter note, I'm going to my mothers house 2 hours away in a few to get my sister Manuella. AWWW YA! :D (She'll be a USMC officer in about 3 1/2 years, btw). But for now, she'll be taking care of the girls so that Enrique and I can go and have a nice time at the ball tommorow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113156699841376084?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113156699841376084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113156699841376084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113156699841376084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113156699841376084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/eha-little-emotional-today.html' title='EH..a little emotional today'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113145390328491099</id><published>2005-11-08T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:03:39.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This guy's a jackass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/freak.bitch..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/freak.bitch..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am positive that this ex-Marine is going to one day regret that he ever shit-talked his former war buddies in this manner (click on the title of this blog to read his bullshit). Ya, he has PTSD, but someone should have checked their facts before publishing his book. Just to throw it out to y'all....he's sells his book in France. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a link that disproves what he's talking about. I find it quite facinating. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8trsd"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8trsd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to this fine blog, where I read about this guy in the first place. Check out Andi's World at &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/82omh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/82omh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113145390328491099?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wsws.org/articles/2004/nov2004/vet-n11.shtml' title='This guy&apos;s a jackass.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113145390328491099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113145390328491099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113145390328491099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113145390328491099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-guys-jackass.html' title='This guy&apos;s a jackass.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113117334836748792</id><published>2005-11-05T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:54:22.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw Jarhead!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/jarhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/jarhead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It was such a great movie! The only thing that I didn't like, and it really bothers me, is how Marine Corps Wives are portrayed. The movie made us (meaning every single MC wife) a cheating whore. Grant it, I'm not saying that every wife is faithful, or even that every Marine is faithful to their wife on a deployment; but I'm pretty fucking pissed off that me being a proud USMC wife puts me into the same category as a bunch of cheatin' bitches. Anyone that knows me, knows that I'd never cheat on my husband...you couldn't give me a million dollars to do that! Anyway, back to my original point-Jarhead was awesome. Definately check it out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113117334836748792?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113117334836748792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113117334836748792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113117334836748792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113117334836748792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/saw-jarhead.html' title='Saw Jarhead!!!!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113099350881072405</id><published>2005-11-02T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:51:48.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRODUCING.......*THE* DRESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/my.dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/my.dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well, this is it! My Marine Corps Ball Dress. Now all I have left to do is buy my gloves and jewelry! Yay! I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113099350881072405?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113099350881072405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113099350881072405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113099350881072405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113099350881072405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/introducingthe-dress.html' title='INTRODUCING.......*THE* DRESS!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113082381723073686</id><published>2005-11-01T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:43:37.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGGGGGGGGGG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If you speak Spanish, click on the title of this link. It'll take you to this novela that I have missed since the beginning. I didn't realize that it was on yet, but it's supposed to be super-good. For those of you who don't speak Spanish, a novela is basically a short term soap opera. This particular one is called "Contra Viento y Marea", which means "Against Wind &amp; Tides". ...ya, so it sounds better en español...whatever...anyway, it's about this girl who has a drunken father that abandoned her, and her mother died. She goes to live with her aunt, who is the only family she has left. Her aunts husband didn't want her around, because he's a jerk, so the aunt sends her off to a boarding school. When she's grown, her aunts husband violates her &amp;amp; then sells her to a brothel (thank god this is just a novela). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, some guy risks his life to save her from the brothel, and the story goes on from there. OMG I'm so pissed that I've missed it thus so far!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Also, just a little side note--the best group on the face of this earth (Intocable) sings the theme song. :D So, from now on out, I am guaranteed to be sitting on one of my living room couches between 8-9pm EST Monday thru Friday. You should be, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113082381723073686?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.univision.com/content/content.jhtml?chid=6&amp;schid=1784&amp;secid=1796&amp;cid=688347' title='OMGGGGGGGGGG!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113082381723073686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113082381723073686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113082381723073686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113082381723073686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/11/omgggggggggg.html' title='OMGGGGGGGGGG!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113080371141617154</id><published>2005-10-31T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T19:08:36.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cystic Hygromas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have this physiology project due close to the end of this semester, and I've decided to do it on cystic hygromas. My 8 year old daughter was diagnosed with one when she was about a year old &amp; unfortunately, unless some miracle cure happens, she'll be afflicted with it for the rest of her life. Anyway, the reason why I'm writing this on my blog is because if anyone out there has any experiences with this condition and would like to share, leave me your input or email address in the comments section so that I can contact you shortly. I'm actually pretty excited about this project, since I'll be able to go more in-depth with the condition than I've been able to as a mother of a sick child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween. Alicia (my 8 year old) is an evil punk rocker, and Erika (my 5 month old) is Snow White....eh, well...she was supposed to be Snow White, but she decided to go to sleep instead of trick-or-treating. lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113080371141617154?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113080371141617154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113080371141617154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113080371141617154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113080371141617154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/cystic-hygromas.html' title='Cystic Hygromas'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113074116916437253</id><published>2005-10-31T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:08:13.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ya know, this country really needs to learn to love and respect our Muslims. If not, they're going to end up hating their own country &amp;amp; becoming al-Qaeda recruits. Maybe this has been bin Ladens master plan all along? (For Americans to self-destruct our culture, and ultimately ourselves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113074116916437253?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113074116916437253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113074116916437253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113074116916437253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113074116916437253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/important-food-for-thought.html' title='Important Food for Thought'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-113061154357273366</id><published>2005-10-29T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:54:20.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Alright, so I have had a great week....with one problem. Enrique (my husband) is saying that I am buying too many frivilous things. See, the reason why I had such a great time this week is because I've spent-no joke-every single day shopping. I can't help it if we needed a whole new bed set, new clothes for everyone, Halloween costumes, scented candles for the entire house (it's a new product that turns into oil), a Diet Coke every day at McDonalds, new plants for the house, and hmmmm. what else? OH! Stuff for my Lancer. You know, like the cute steering wheel cover, matching garbage bag, matching CD holder (with 3 new CD to go in it), and matching seat covers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Needless to say, I am cut off from the credit cards for a couple of weeks til the Christmas shopping starts....good thing I memorized the CC #'s in case I see something overstock.com that I "have" to have. (just kidding babe ;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Besides all of that excitement, my history professor approved my 2 projects that are due at the end of my course. I'll be reading Jarhead &amp; seeing the movie...then analyzing it as to it's historical accuracy. Then, for my final project, I'm interviewing my husband &amp;amp; a couple of his war buddies about the times they had in Iraq. FREAKIN AWESOME I CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The cat is not neutered yet (he's 7 months old), but he keeps trying to get out to see the girl cat next door....freakin pervert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, that's about all for today. I'd write about what fucked up shit Cindy Sheehan was doing this week, but I'll write about that the next time. What an attention whore.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I love Ebay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-113061154357273366?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/113061154357273366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=113061154357273366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113061154357273366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/113061154357273366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-week.html' title='what a week!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112995989119509650</id><published>2005-10-22T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:09:37.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10*22*05</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mi Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy 2nd year anniversary of when we became boyfriend and girlfriend. For your birthday on the blog, I want to let you know why it is that i love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;1.You're my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. I've never known a more loving, caring man in my entire life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;3. You're gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. You're a wonderful father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;5. You're my hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;6. You've been there for me and Alicia (and now Erika) from day one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;7. I love looking into your eyes knowing that they're mine to stare at for the rest of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;8. I love how we always think alike &amp; say the same random things at the same time &amp;amp; how we can finish each others sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;9. Because I know you would give me the world if I asked for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;10. You're my soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you know i could go on and on with this list, but i dont want to bore the other readers with mushy stuff, so with that said.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Here are the lyrics to our song. It's going to be our wedding song when we have the big one. For those of you who don't speak Spanish, it's a song about a man who is professing his love to the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sueña &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;by: Intocable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sueña,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cierra tus ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;toma mis manos y abrazame con fuerza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no me dejes solo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;escucha en silencio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mirando mis ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;quiero que sepas esta noche cuanto te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lo feliz que soy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;quisiera esta noche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;robar de tus labios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;un soplo de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;para mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Que yo por amarte subiría hasta las nubes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;y me entregaría por completo por que te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no me importaría moriré entre tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Que yo por amarte a ciegas caminaría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;y fiel te seguiría aunque me sueltes de tu mano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no me importaría moriré entre tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Quisiera esta noche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;robar de tus labios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;un soplo de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;para mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Que yo por amarte subiría hasta las nubes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;y me entregaría por completo por que te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no me importaría moriré entre tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Que yo por amarte a ciegas caminaría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;y fiel te seguiría aunque me sueltes de tu mano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no me importaría moriré entre tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sueña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112995989119509650?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112995989119509650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112995989119509650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112995989119509650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112995989119509650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/102205.html' title='10*22*05'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112991557861317912</id><published>2005-10-21T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:26:18.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See anything wrong with these pics?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/wtf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/disrespect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/disrespect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sorry for all the NCO's out there, but I had to post this. Hopefully, they'll get NJP'd. The girl who had this in her profile asked for credit on her pics...I'm not that mean. She said that it was just a myth that only NCO's can be in the saber arch. UH HELLO! That's why they call it an NCO SWORD. For those of you that care, non-NCOs carry rifles in an arch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112991557861317912?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112991557861317912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112991557861317912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112991557861317912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112991557861317912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/see-anything-wrong-with-these-pics.html' title='See anything wrong with these pics?'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112991472387378297</id><published>2005-10-21T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:12:03.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh nice, a bomb is about to blow up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Actually, it's not that great living close to DC where terrorists have hit once before...I mean, DC is a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; city. Security precautions are all over the place. Still though, the fact of the matter is that al-Qaeda is waiting for their next attack, and who's to say it won't happen in my backyard? Sometimes I think we need to pull our troops out of some places and put them at our borders. Not to take away from those fighting overseas--I'm definately greatful for their service--but al-Qaeda is just waiting for us to get lax on our security system to commit another attack on our soil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tommorow we are going to NYC for my husbands' birthday. I haven't been there since before 9/11, so I have a feeling I'll be going to a whole 'nother city than the one I once knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112991472387378297?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112991472387378297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112991472387378297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112991472387378297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112991472387378297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-nice-bomb-is-about-to-blow-up.html' title='Oh nice, a bomb is about to blow up.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112970187963610530</id><published>2005-10-19T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:04:39.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay. I think I need a Hail Mary.</title><content type='html'>I have a really hard physiology exam this week...I think I've got everything down, but eh. My head is getting ready to explode with all the info on physical and physiological processes, haploids and diploids, stem cells and progenitor cells, etc.&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, I've decided to start my RCIA classes. For those who aren't Catholic, that means basically that I'm going to be taking a class once a week for a year so I can finally be baptized. (my parents never did that for me). So far, I love it and I'm glad I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this doesn't mean I'm going to have to clean up my potty mouth. Don't they have confession for that? LOL..jk. Okay, back to the grind. I have nothing political to say today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112970187963610530?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112970187963610530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112970187963610530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112970187963610530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112970187963610530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/okay-i-think-i-need-hail-mary.html' title='Okay. I think I need a Hail Mary.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112940536913136222</id><published>2005-10-15T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T15:43:42.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Click here for diplomacy with Bin Laden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please. Like I'd ever support being diplomatic with that loser. Enjoy the show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112940536913136222?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fuckusama.com/diplomacy.php' title='Click here for diplomacy with Bin Laden'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112940536913136222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112940536913136222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112940536913136222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112940536913136222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/click-here-for-diplomacy-with-bin.html' title='Click here for diplomacy with Bin Laden'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112929807335934342</id><published>2005-10-14T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:22:42.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street and al-Zwahri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I know they don't mix. I just wanted to talk about how adorable Sesame Street is as my 4 month old is watching it today! I realized that she loved Elmo when she started playing with the toy cell phone a couple of weeks ago, and today is the first day that she is paying her full attention to the program while sitting in her walker....eh. maybe it's because they're talking about Mexico today? (her daddy is from Veracruz)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, by the way...he's also a resident of this country..not a citizen. I just wanted to point that out to people who think that only citizens have gone to war for this country..not true! He'll get his citizenship soon, and I'll post pics when that happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/lmao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/400/lmao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speaking of the war on terror:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was reading through CNN online this morning and came across this statement about the recent video from bin Ladens #2 guy to the aQ head in Iraq...basically it was an outline for their jihad strategy. They denied the authenticity of the tape. but the US declares it is authentic. This is the response that hurts the most though:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The terrorist group denied the letter was from al Qaeda and claimed it was "another fabrication ... by the Black House," using its term for the White House."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch. The Black House. (note the sarcasm)...I think aQ is running out of good lines or insults against the US to validate their jihad....which isn't even a jihad, since our government isnt based upon religon..but aQ is too lost in their own insanity to realize this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, back to my schoolwork. Before I go, I'd like to leave you with this quote from General Kelly, First Marines, on proceeding to Baghdad :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We're Marines! We took Iwo Jima! Baghdad ain't shit!" :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112929807335934342?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112929807335934342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112929807335934342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112929807335934342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112929807335934342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/sesame-street-and-al-zwahri.html' title='Sesame Street and al-Zwahri'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112899789111744827</id><published>2005-10-10T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:36:55.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is this?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So, this ex-Marine is now going to be Al-Jazeera's new bitch. nice. First of all, what happened to "Once a Marine, Always a Marine"?...I'd like to know why he is declaring himself an EX Marine, instead of a "former" Marine. Secondly, I'm not sure what to make of this whole scenario. I mean, this ex-officer was in Iraq at the same time my husband was (in the original invasion of '03). If my memory serves me correctly (and it usually does), Al-Jazeera loves to show pro-terrorist commentaries, and negative images of Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I don't consider what Josh Rushing is doing as a stroke of genius. I think he's being used by the news company as propoganda of sorts. Hopefully, I will be proved wrong...but there is just something not right about working for the original enemy and getting a paycheck for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Here is a link to the guys story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9588658"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9588658&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;un-FREAKING-believable, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;oh and just as a PS...if you look on my sidebar, you will see a link to an article about 2/11. that was the actual unit my husband was in &amp; was there for that interview of sorts. the kid Harmon mentioned in the article was at our house for Thanksgiving last year, and we'll be going up to his wedding in Massachusetts in November. yay for war buddies ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112899789111744827?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112899789111744827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112899789111744827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112899789111744827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112899789111744827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-hell-is-this.html' title='What the hell is this?!?!?!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112892862278931887</id><published>2005-10-10T02:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:19:49.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;So, where are you guys going to be at this time next month? I'll tell ya where I'm going to be! The Marine Corps Birthday Ball in Baltimore. That means that in the next month, I'll be on a diet, exercising like there's no tommorow, and picking out the most beautiful dress that I can find (preferably red to match the blood stripe on my husbands' uniform).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hopefully my grandmother Adele will go with us. My Pop-Pop was a Marine with 1/1 in the Korean War (he got 2 Purple Hearts over there!). He passed away back in June of '02, and I know she misses him so much. I kid you not when I tell ya that I feel his presence at every MCBB that I've attended since 2002! Whoever said "Once a Marine, Always a Marine" wasn't joking. I really think she'll have such a great time if she goes...hmmmm....maybe I'll get her to dance to "Shake It Like a Salt Shaka" by Lil Jon on the dance floor? Hey, I have no shame on the dance floor. Humiliating myself is damn good fun at the ball... Last year I was 3 months pregnant doing tha sprinkla, the cabbage patch, the roger rabbit...hells ya! It was good stuff! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh, by the way. Click on the title of this post and you'll read this years Birthday Ball message...I'm in real good with General Hagee, so I got it in advance....lol. just kidding. I got it off of the Marines website. It's still gives me moto to get on a treadmill. YUT YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112892862278931887?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.marines.mil/comrel/120day.nsf/CMC2005letter1.pdf' title='THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112892862278931887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112892862278931887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112892862278931887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112892862278931887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/countdown-has-begun.html' title='THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN!'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112875820482919248</id><published>2005-10-08T03:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T16:39:32.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>USMC WIFE: TOUGHEST JOB IN THE CORPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/drunk.nay.nay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/400/drunk.nay.nay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wives Against Terrorism &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Top Ten rules for the Organization&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is no Whining!&lt;br /&gt;2. I am "Always Faithful" to my Marine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Midol? I think you've mistaken me for an Air Force Wife.&lt;br /&gt;4. Deployment is my duty too.&lt;br /&gt;5. I serve my Marine.&lt;br /&gt;6. I know Freedom does NOT come free.&lt;br /&gt;7. Yes, The word "Hardcore" was in my wedding vows.&lt;br /&gt;8. Who needs a cake cutter when you have a Ka-Bar.&lt;br /&gt;9. I will promise that my cooking is always better than an MRE.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you come home Marine, Your ASS is Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112875820482919248?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112875820482919248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112875820482919248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112875820482919248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112875820482919248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/usmc-wife-toughest-job-in-corps.html' title='USMC WIFE: TOUGHEST JOB IN THE CORPS'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112875520957310880</id><published>2005-10-08T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:51:34.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff* *sniff*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/1600/my.man.blows.shit.up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1683/706/320/my.man.blows.shit.up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so proud of my husband! Last week his crew shot a Vietnam-era Howitzer for the very last time in the entire Marine Corps---ever. He even got a coin from the base Sgt. Major. (It's a usmc thing...something special about giving a coin when they kick ass...i don't get it, but then again I'm not a Marine) For those of you who don't know, a Howitzer is one of those big artillery guns. Basically my man blows stuff up for a living. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In other news...some al-Qaeda punks are trying to scare Americans into thinking the subways in NYC are going to be blown up...and they're also trying to stop tourism in DC. What-tf-ever. I had to laugh about it when I was watching CNN today. Some awesome New Yorker who takes the subway everyday was asked if he was scared he'd be killed in a suicide bombing. His answer went a little something like this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hell no I'm not scared! I'll tell ya what though...if a suicide bomber *does* come on my train, I'm gonna beat the *bleep* outta him before he pulls the string!" (he then exits the interview with a huge smile on his face)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL! I love this country. Those are the kind of people that I'm proud my husband is defending. Which leads me up to my next topic...Cindy Sheehan. I would like to know what her son is thinking of all of her protesting while he's watching down from heaven. Why is it that she was a supporter of this war, until her son had to make the ultimate sacrifice? I was utterly disgusted last week when she was arrested in front of the White House...I'm not sure if anyone noticed, but she was laughing as the police cuffed her, picked her up and moved her to the cop car. WAY TO DESECRATE YOUR SONS MEMORY, ASSHAT. But ya lady, go ahead and protest against this war. I mean, after all...your son did die so that you could protest without having to worry about your home being blown up by extremists trying to kill Americans on our own soil. (Somehow I don't think she realizes that.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last thing before I go...major props to Dubya on his speech about the war on terror the other morning. That speech should have been made a LONG time ago to stop the whiney war protestors who are too stupid to figure out what this war on terror is really about. For your listening pleasure, Here is the link that you can view that awesome speech:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2005/08/20050824.html"&gt;http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2005/08/20050824.html&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SEMPER FI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112875520957310880?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112875520957310880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112875520957310880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112875520957310880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112875520957310880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/10/sniff-sniff.html' title='*sniff* *sniff*'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-112487936407048384</id><published>2005-08-24T06:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T06:33:10.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama is a fag.</title><content type='html'>I saw this National Geographic special on tv about 9/11 the other night. No matter what, everyone in this country is going to be upset watching the footage from that day; but I got chills up my spine in the end where there was a quote from Bin Laden. It said, "The difference between them and us is that the US loves life. We love death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG just thinking about that makes me want to personally bitch slap him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, another day without my husband. :( I guess I've been lucky since he hasn't had any training missions to complete since last December. I've had him alllllllllll to myself. Wouldn't ya know it though when he gets called up for training and will be gone on my birthday...FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW. hmph. Oh, did I mention that we have been married for only a little over a year? nice. I guess the Marine Corps really DOES own my husband. Well, atleast I have my daughters with me to celebrate though....speaking of those little sweethearts...I know I haven't posted since December when I was pregnant, but I wanted to start this blog in the first place to represent the REAL life of a Marine Corps wife.&lt;br /&gt;With that said, the pregnancy pretty much took any extra energy that I had in my body to think clearly---much less write a blog. Not to mention that drama was in my house when some in-laws moved in. THAT. SUCKED. I finally had Erika Marisol on June 6th at 10 pm exactly. She's such a little sweetie pie--and her smile!!!! OMG...it can melt a million hearts. Don't mind that we had to move to our new base 3,000 miles away when she was only 3 weeks old though. The furniture was taken out of our apartment when she was barely a week and a half old. Gotta love military life, right?&lt;br /&gt;OH, and speaking of those movers whom we had move all of our belongings. They broke my entertainment center.....IN HALF. So, they can go screw themselves. That pissed me off &amp;amp; I think I should have known then that moving cross country was going to be a bad experience.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's 630 in the morning. I guess I"ll end here. Today is trash day (blech) and I have a million other things to do around the house before I send Alicia off to school at 8 am..... hey, someones' gotta keep this house together while Enrique is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-112487936407048384?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/112487936407048384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=112487936407048384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112487936407048384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/112487936407048384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2005/08/osama-is-fag.html' title='Osama is a fag.'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599609.post-110298249567832904</id><published>2004-12-13T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T19:01:35.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>i think its important to have a blog that represents the real life of a military spouse. more often than not, we get stereotyped into a wrong character, and this is my little contribution to ensure that doesn't happen for anyone that takes the time to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;with that said....my husband, enrique, is a corporal in the united states marine corps; i am his very proud wife, adrienne. sure, there are times that i wish he was home every night...but i know he's out doing what he loves to do. he's excellent at his job, and the marine corps needs him on thier team as an artillery section chief.....meanwhile, i am at home making sure things get taken care of. we have a 7 year old daughter (from a previous relationship of mine) and one child on the way (due may 19th, 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Marine Corps' Wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Marine's wife is full of glory &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She sees in him is full life story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a patient woman of great understanding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She states her opinions and is rarely demanding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In moments of sadness or unexpected sorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll liven the day for a better tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She gives him warmth when his life is cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For he holds the key to her heart of gold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her ultimate test of being a Marine Corps wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is bearing the absence of the man in her life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"My duty comes first," she remembers him saying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I may go abroad, but for you I'll be praying." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her reward will come, very soon one day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When her Marine comes home for a lengthy stay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For this is their castle, she is the queen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A very proud wife, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wife of a US Marine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9599609-110298249567832904?l=themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/feeds/110298249567832904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9599609&amp;postID=110298249567832904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/110298249567832904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9599609/posts/default/110298249567832904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarinewifeslife.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>a corporals' wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245254222577044045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
