Here's the latest update on my husband is, he got to finally come home; even if only for a few days.  B/c of Robert appealing the punishment, he had to wait on word from his Skipper's boss (Commodore).  After five working days, since the Commodore never got back to us, Mon afternoon, Robert came home.  Which was awesome.  Mon nite, we got into a bit of a fight, which sucked.  Basicially he felt that I wasn't being AS SUPPORTIVE as I said.  He said it was one thing that the Navy wouldn't believe him but there was about his wife not believing that he would "step up to the plate" and get a job after the Navy.  I'm just upset that we don't know when he's getting out so he can tell would be employers when he could start.  I hate how everything's playing out as of lately. I love my job; I love "my" Navy (outside of the ship); I love the fact that I've gotten to see the world, I love what I do and I love OVERALL what the Navy stands for. 

I do look forward to trying something different.  I transfer next week to Pearl Harbor where I can be closer to my husband; even though I only get to see him Sun and holidays.  Right now, my professional life SUCKS.

Going back to while my husband was home:  Mon nite, like I said; we agrued.  That was the highlite of that nite.  Tue nite, was interesting due to the fact that while engaging in "after midnite activities" Robert got caught w/my ring in his moth and tugged on it.  Mind you, this ring is south of the border.  That tug HURT.  Then there was Wed nite.  OMG; that nite was amazing.  We made love pretty much all evening.  It ended w/me being completely asparated and Robert starving.  As I was falling asleep, Robert made himself some porkchops.  I woke up at 1 in the morning and ate the other porkchop he had made.

The work week sucked.  Like I said, I'm on my way out of the door.  So, you'd think that my supervisors would lessen the work load; BUT NO.  I'm still working as much as I was three months; which I find ridicilious.  I'm working five to two but all week long, I've pretty much gotten off three or later, except Thur when I was sick.  It felt like the flu, but come Fri it felt like sinus.  I go better through the day and went out that nite w/Angel and Jessie.  We went to the country club, which was fun, since I hadn't been out w/the girls since before Robert got home and Angel hadn't been out since the 1/2 dinner which was back in April or May... I forgot when it was exactly.

I remember the nite, though.  Robert wrote me such a sweet card and it was good to get at that time.  I cried when I read it just b/c it was sweet.  He talked about how he couldn't promise me a bed of roses but that he would give 150%.  And then last nite, one of his friends from the ship made what I was feeling w/this whole situation a bit better.  His friend and I was talking about it all and then out of the blue, he was like, "You know that Robert loves you" and I was like, yeah, I know, but he was like, "No, you don't know; he would do anything for you."  And it made me feel that much better; hearing it from someone else.  And Robert has made me feel something completely different and something special that I never want to lose.  And I love it when someone else points that out.

So, that's that.  Tomorrow I get to see Robert, which will be nice b/c we'll have all day to each other.  But ship food sucks, so I'm getting Denny's for breakfast and for lunch; we may get Popeyes.  I've been craving it something fierce.  Which I thought for a bit I was pregnant, which led to feeling sick as I did.  I've taken two pregnancy test, though, both negative.  That game is one I'll just have to wait out.

OK, that's that for now.  Everyone, take care, later dayz and better layz.

-Maria