While He's Gone...

Tyler left on January 26th on deployment to Southwest Asia. He will be home in 8 days and I have never felt more sense of relive, joy, excitement, and anxiousness. Since he left, I have gotten a job at a daycare called Foundation Academy. I love my two year olds. They make me laugh and sometimes they make me want to cry. But, the terrible twos come and go. It makes life interesting. I did get about 2 weeks after Tyler left to sleep in everyday, wear my pajamas as an outfit, and do as I pleased. Now, I get up at about 5:30 am every morning and I am the head teacher of nine 2 year old children. They depend on me from 6:30 to 2:00 every day. I love my job, but it has a lot of ups and downs.

Tyler and I are lucky compared to a lot of other people in the military. We have Skype, where we get to see each other daily. We have Tango, where we can talk on our phones, (with him using wi-fi). And having those benefits are beyond anything we ever imagined. We have longed for the day he gets to come home and he will be here in a little over a week! How CRAZY!


We have all these scenarios of when he comes home. It helps the time pass. I think we have talked about everything under the sun. The only thing left to do is be together.

Our REAL wedding is in 2 months. I have been procrastinating a lot about the wedding because I have been busy with work and it is hard to plan a wedding with little to no money. We are hoping our taxes are going to help us pay for it. *Cross your fingers*

Buster, our puppy, is not a puppy anymore. He has gotten SO big. He is growing so fast, I can even see it happening. He has gotten a lot better than he was. The first 2 months, I almost regretting getting him. Now, he and I have an understanding. He pees in my house, he goes outside or in his crate for a time out. He stays outside while I'm at work. I think he likes it, but he still cries a lot when I go to leave him. I think he thinks I am leaving him for good. ha Some days I want to leave him when he is being a bad dog. Like the night he deliberately peed on my leg while we were hanging out on the couch, or the day he got out of his cage and tore up everything in the house right after I spent 3 hours cleaning it the night before. But, I know Tyler loves him and is going to be glad to come home to a big puppy instead of a lap dog.


Well, I will probably update this again in another 3 months. So, yeah. BYE!

The Beginning

You know how when you get engaged everyone always asks, "Awww, how did you meet?" Well, only a few people really know how Tyler and I really met. We always joke around that we can't really tell our kids that Mommy and Daddy met at a bar. So, we are just going to say we met at a concert. I am writing this blog for many reasons, to tell people the story of my husband and I, how we met, and all the things we have been through. Maybe people will read it, maybe they won't, but I won't care either way. This blog is going to help me sort through my life and keep memories as they come along. I want to start at the very beginning of our relationship. That one night...that changed my life forever.   

  It was a Saturday night, I had just recently broken up with my boyfriend of 2 and a half years, so my friend Molly and I were going out to dance. A few friends of mine were going out to, so we planned on meeting them there. A girls night out...or so I thought. As I was straightening my hair and putting my makeup on, Molly said, "Cera, can one of my friends ride with us to the bar?" First, I was like sure. However, then she says,"He's just a close friend of mine, he works with my dad." I said, "WOAH WOAH, HE??" She said, "yeah, I don't like him or anything. He's just a friend." I said, "Ummm...NO! You have a boyfriend, Molly." And so through the night we argued about it, but I got my way. Or so I thought. As I was driving to the bar Molly said, "Well, my friend is already on his way to the bar, so he's going to meet us there." I just rolled my eyes.

When I walked into the bar and searched for my friends, I turned around and there he was. Black shirt, dark jeans, and a smile that could make any woman melt. But at the time, I paid no mind. I was just mad at the fact that Molly still invited him without asking first. But now, I can only thank her. She introduced us and we shook hands. Throughout the night, I was drinking here and there, but not much. The band started to set up, so I grabbed Molly and said, "Lets get up front. Run!" He followed us. We get up to our front row spots, and Chris Cagle started singing his new song called "Something that Wild". It was the perfect song to describe me.  Listen to it.  

Through out the night, while I was singing and screaming to Chris Cagle's songs, I would glance back at him. It seemed like every time I looked back, he got sexier and sexier, and I'm not talking about Chris Cagle. Then, I put my smooth moves on him and started flirting like crazy. I don't know but there was something drawing me closer and closer to him but I didn't know what it was. There was one thing that was holding me back the most that night...I had been talking to this other guy who turned out to be the wrong person for me. But, I will get to that later. 

Throughout the night, we danced and talked and just had a great night. After the bar, we went to the Waffle House in Byron, where I lost my debit card.  We ended up hanging out all night (the rest of the night is to remain in my head. Only because it's too hard to explain). The morning came, and he was gone but I had the biggest smile on my face. This is the story we will tell our kids and their kids to come. Michael Tyler Shell became my one and only true love and you all get to read about it.