Okay so wow, I thought I was going to only get to see him Sunday night before he has to go back to the middle east. I got a phone call from him Saturday afternoon and him asking, do you want good news or bad news first? Well me, I go for the bad news first and hope the good news is a million times better. He goes, well I cannot make it there to the park at 5pm Sunday night. I just sank in my spot . Okay he says, good news is I am already at the park and its noon on Saturday! I flipped. I was pissed and mad but yet over excited and felt if my heart would explode out my chest. So I rushed down there to meet him. Had the best weekend ever. He also stopped me out in the freezing parking lot where we stopped to eat and Proposed to me. Awestruck and probably looked like a dork with my mouth slightly dropped. I said yes after just in duh mode for a few minutes. Then he had to leave around midnight back to his moms to grab his BDU’s and hop back on that plane for the middle east . worse thing ever. But only 90 more days till he returns for good and he’ll be a retired marine from the war ha-ha. On another note, I’m not moving to Montana thank god! But around Feb. ill move to Sacramento for about 6 months or so until we look into a different country we want to move to, like Ireland or Australia. Be safe troops! And my marine! Ooo fuckin Rah! Cant wait!