Dear Xanga,
I've thought about writing a new entry for quite some time but I honestly just don't know what to write. I guess my ramblings just come and go. I tend to ramble more when Keane is gone...
and Keane is gone.
Married life is so far sweet. I'm sure we'll have our bad days, just like everthing else... but for every bad moment I have with Keane there are two million great ones. Since he's been home we haven't done much but catch up on the six months that we were apart. We both work a lot and other than that we lay around our ghetto apartment and stare at eachothers faces until we want to puke. Or maybe until other people want to puke... Either way, I wouldn't give those moments up for the world.
I've done a lot of wedding planning recently. I made save-the-date cards but have yet to send them out. My goal is to send them by the beginning of December... more than six months before the date. We've picked our wedding attendants and I was so excited to finally ask them. Kim, Miranda, Ashlee, Lisa, Kelly and Catherine will be standing up with us along with Keane's two cousins, Alex, Aaron, Craig and Ryan. Lisa is going to be my maid of honor and I couldn't be more happy about that... she's been helping me out so much with the wedding. Of course... she's also kind of getting paid to ;)
I miss a lot of people from home. I try to stay in touch with everyone but sometimes its hard. I don't call my family as much as I should. I talk to Lisa a lot and I'm glad that she's capable of staying close to me even if we are geographically far apart. Other friends are harder to stay in touch with... some are busy and I understand that. And it seems like others would rather just fade away from my life altogether... no matter how hard I try.
I was recently very stoked about a potential job with very successful company but it seems my technical skills weren't quite right for the position. I wanted that job more than I had wanted any other job I have ever applied for. I still have a really great job opportunity available with David's Bridal. I'm about 99% sure I'm getting that job... I wish I could start doing something different soon. If there's anything I hate more than wet socks it's being in a place where nothing changes. I hate NOT changing. I want something new, something different, a challenge. I feel like I'm stuck. I don't want to kiss people's ass anymore for a living. At least as a waitress the tips were smokin'.
I actually went out with a few people on Sunday. I haven't done that in a long time. Once or twice while Keane was away but those times always ended up with me being frustrated, sad or locked out of my house. I don't remember a whole lot from Sunday night... only that I had a really great time.
Only three more nights until Keane is home again. Thankfully Glennie has been here keeping me company. We don't talk a whole lot but it's nice to just not be alone. We watch a lot of tv, eat a lot of food and drink a lot of diet pepsi. Her and Ryan as well as some other couples from the ship are going to come over for Thanksgiving dinner. I'm very excited to cook a big meal for everyone.... here's to not burning down my kitchen.
I hope that update was sufficient for now. I don't know the next time I'll even get on Xanga again... maybe soon, maybe not til Keane leaves in January. Til then...
xoxo,
Shell <3 | 
