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So I've hesitated to post about this because I am afraid/don't want to press my luck/superstitious that I'll ruin my chances buuuuuut...I woke up super early and was looking at blogs and realized I haven't posted for a while so here it is. I have submitted a package to the Army to be a helicopter pilot. This has been taking up a lot of my time for the past 4 months and I got it submitted last month so now I am waiting. The board meets in March and I should know then.
If I do get accepted, the Air Force will release me and I'll enlist in the Army (making mine and Corey's living situation much easier) and go to another boot camp, SERE training, dunk training then flight school all at Ft. Rucker, AL. I will be getting my @$$ handed to me for about 18 months. Exciting, huh?!
I have always wanted to fly helicopters but it is VERY expensive to just get your license but if you give your life away to the Army they pay for it! Great deal :) So, Corey helped a ton to get everything done. It was very extensive. I had to take a tests, work out a lot, so many interviews and letters. I'm sooo sooo glad it's over and I might never do anything like this again.
For Christmas Corey got me a helicopter lesson since I've never had my hands on the controls and it was amazing! I did okay up high but not so well trying to hover. Next month I'm going to take a fixed wing lesson just to get up there again. Definitely a lot more exciting when you're in control.
So wish me luck or send out vibes or pray and if I get accepted because of your mind power... I'll totally drop you off at the mall in a helicopter or something cool like that.

Mad Marathon

Happy New Year everyone! Yep, that's going to be one of my goals for 2011. A marathon. Why? Because 2011 is the year I turn 30 and if any year of your life needs a little fun or achievement, it's probably 30. I've been scoping out races and found this little beauty and now all I need is a volunteer. Who wants to run for 26.2 miles breathing in cow dung and good ol' country air? Seriously though, we're running across a covered bridge! How cool is that? Here's the link:

http://www.madmarathon.com/

I have other goals for 2011. For example: I will turn 30, I will go to Hawaii, I will submit my package to be a helicopter pilot in the Army (goal being to be selected but that's kind of out of my hands) and to go horseback riding at least twice. 

I've already purchased my tickets to Hawaii so that goal is half way accomplished and today I passed my Army Flight test so now I'm 95% done with my package. I guess I should get started on the marathon goal. I at least know I can run 6.5 miles without stopping (or sharting) but 26.2 is a lot farther. 

Please, please come to Vermont and run with me. I've been there once and it was literally one of the most beautiful places I've seen. I'm sure in July I'll be cursing the entire state of Vermont and denying the veracity of this post but for now, just run this marathon with me. 

Duty

Not the kind most of my readers are thinking of (I know you all have poop on the brain), but the kind the Army has to do. Corey has to pull duty several times a month and whenever it falls on the weekend I go up to Carlisle, PA with him and we basically just drive around and find things to look at and take pictures of. Here is what we saw on Sunday:

Christmas Party & Concert

Corey's work party was a few weekends ago. I haven't gotten dressed up in a while so I thought I should curl my hair to look extra fancy. After an hour of holding the curling iron up I was losing patience and blood flow and started getting irritable. This is how it always goes in our house. Corey will tell me what time we need to leave at. I will start getting ready way too early, lose interest and then about 10 minutes before we leave he will remind me and I'll start frantically getting my crap together. Then, when the announced time has arrived he will say, "Babe, let's go" to which I will reply, "Why are you always rushing me?! Aaaahhhh!!!" He will remain silent and stand by the open front door while I hastily and angrily finish getting ready until we are in the car and I start apologizing. I'm so glad I have such a patient husband who has gotten used to living with a crazy woman. I know I'm no crazier than anyone else so he would've gotten a crazy wife regardless, but he has adjusted so well :) 

We spent the night at Pamela's house and were able to go to her Christmas concert the next day. She plays the clarinet in 2 different bands and we went to a Veteran's Day concert last month, but I forgot my camera. This band was more energetic and it was such a great show.

December Survival Guide

The only true way to survive the winter is hot tubbing. I used to pretend that snowboarding got me through the winter but I never TRULY wanted to go. I went because once I got up there and warmed up a bit I had a good time until I started getting tired, falling and getting wet. So it was fun, but there were so many disadvantages. Hot tubbing is fun with no downside. It's easy. No hard work getting your equipment together and risking the snowy road up the mountain. It's cheap. Barring you are mooching off someone else's hot tub. No lift ticket to buy. And the whole time you're in, is enjoyable. There are those 7 seconds of hell when you have to get out and run into the house. Sometimes you even have to help put the cover on and that is torture but so much less than snowboarding. The lazy in me is really coming out lately and I've given up on having fun that takes a lot of work. 

Trig....sucks/makes me sick/can't go on/cos-1

This may look familiar to you, but most likely you took your last College Algebra/Trig class several years ago. Not me. I couldn't focus long enough to go to college so now that I'm in my late twenties I have  have the joy of dealing with triangles.

Unfortunately I hate math and I've been doing a lot of thinking about why and have decided that my hatred for math is because it deduces me to feeling stupid then helpless then defeated. In about 25 minutes I go through all the emotions that lead to me wanting to drink from a bottle. Ok, it's not that serious but I'm convinced that I got sick this weekend just from worrying about my math class. I fell asleep thinking about the Pythagorean theorem the other night and that is not okay.

My class is over mid December so that is somewhat comforting. I really like my teacher, but the dude worked for NASA. Yeah, like he's even capable of dumbing himself down to our level. The not comforting part is that next semester I should sign up for Pre-Cal and get it out of the way since I will need it and I can save $ because I can use the book I got for this class...Even with all signs pointing to yes I absolutely do not want to take Pre-Cal. Why can some things be so fun to tackle and other things so horrible? I have totally tried talking myself into the exciting world of math but that part of my brain has never developed I guess. How do you develop it?!! 

West Point

Yesterday I experienced the joy of revenge when the Air Force beat the Army at West Point. A few years ago Corey took me to a Texas Long Horns game in Austin. He said he bought me a shirt for the game so when we got down there he gave me an Oklahoma State Cowboys shirt to wear. I was the only fan cheering for the Cowboys at a Texas game. This payback has been a long time coming.
My brother-in-law, Dave, hooked us up with tickets from his brother who works for the Air Force football team. We met his wife, Inger, and their friends up there. Apparently after however many years of having football games on the Army base, they've yet to master any type of traffic control. It took us 2 hours to get onto base! We parked by the ski lift (which is insane that there's a freaking ski lift on an Army base) and they bussed us to the field. Luckily it was such a beautiful day and I didn't get cold until the third quarter. After the game we got to go on the field for a few pictures but were quickly kicked off.
West Point is definitely the most beautiful military installation I've ever seen. It was gorgeous! We didn't walk around too much but the view from the bus was great :)