So I had absolutely NO intentions of letting this information slip until we got Jonathan’s “hard copy orders”, but here we are, just FIVE DAYS till Jonathan graduates Navy A School here in Pensacola, Florida. In less than a week we will (hopefully) be leaving for our permanent duty station.. I say hopefully because there’s still no hard copy orders!
I used to think the whole, “Welcome to the Navy! Hurry up and wait!” thing was funny. Or cute. Or, ya know, a joke. I didn’t think it was so sadistically literal! Grrrr!
We technically know WHERE we are going, and have known for well over a month now. It’s just not set in stone, or “official”. Which is why I’ve tried to keep it on the down low, and why it is so crazy maddening to not have the “you go here now” paperwork in hand. Without his orders it makes organizing our upcoming cross country move all but impossible.
I. AM. LITERALLY. LOSING. MY. MIND. If we don’t get his hard copy orders soon I’m going to flip out. If this is some kind of Navy wife first level boss fight, I am losing and I need cheat codes. Pronto.
Anyway, so where are we moving you ask?
We got stationed in Lemoore, California!
For those of you new to my blog, Lemoore is where Jonathan and I were living when we signed up for the Navy! It’s where I was born and raised, and it’s been home for the past five years to Jonathan and I. It’s currently where most of our friends, some of our family and all of our belongings are. So it’s kind of like, “YAY!! We got Lemoore!” and “Ugh, we got Lemoore. So much for seeing the world..” all rolled up into one. But mostly it’s yay! Like 98.99% yay. (Yes, I made up a mental pie chart of my emotions in order to articulate my feelings in statistical form. And?)
Anyhoo, Lemoore is awesome because my dad is retiring in just a few weeks, and we’ll be close to Disneyland and all of the events and conventions we like to frequent and we already know the area and and and and… we really can’t complain! Well, except for the not having our orders yet. We’re complaining about that. A lot.
So this weekend was our LAST weekend in Florida! I am doing some major last minute scrambling to meet with friends and see the sights before we bid Florida farewell. We are REALLY going to miss this place!
On Friday I met with my lovely friend Rebecca over sushi at Ichiban in Pensacola. We had been meaning to meet for quite some time, and she finally decided to kidnap me and force me to go have a blast with her. Whyyyyy had I not ventured out of my cave of a tiny apartment sooner? We had so so SO much fun!
Ichibans was one of those ritzy places that ask you to take your shoes off and sit on raised mats. I was geeking out pretty hard because in all my insatiable love for Japanese cuisine and culture I’d never managed to eat at a place with this kind of setup, aimed directly at nerds like me. So double score there!
Then yesterday the husband and I packed our car for a mini road trip and drove along the scenic coastal highway to visit Panama City Beach, Florida. I had made plans to go pick up a generous offer of breast milk for Tessa on this day and – small world that it is – we learned that Brittany, a childhood friend of Jonathan’s, had just moved there from Washington State!
We met up with her and her kiddos at their gorgeous 11th story beach view condo (her hubby had to work, boo!) and we spent the day visiting over yummy snack rolls and sunning out on the beach watching the kids play in the gentle emerald waves.
I am SO going to miss these pearly white sands! I knew I’d like it here in Florida, I just didn’t expect to LOVE it. Not gonna lie, it’s gonna kind of sting me to leave this state.
Anyway, it was a blast watching Tessa interact with Brittany’s kids. She is reaching that “acting like a child” stage of babyhood. – lots of communication, deliberate action and social smiles. I can’t get enough! Brittany’s kids are such gentle sweethearts, and seeing the way they all played together made me start dreaming of my big house with a bazilliondy babies. I mean, seriously.. look at this picture of Brit’s littlest one Savannah kissing Tessa on the head.. doesn’t Tessa need a little sister. Like.. NOW?!