Blizzard 2015


Today my family and I are being liberated from our weather related house arrest!

My family and I lived through the great blizzard of 2015!

People were in a panic because the electric companies were telling people they may not only be stuck in their homes for a few days, but with no power… I pity the people in my area without a wood stove.. because the thought of being frozen in my home for days on end does not sound appealing!

Monday the family and I prepped the house: Everyone played a hand.


My husband split the wood while the kids ferried it to other side of the house where I grabbed it from them and piled it near the stove. We were excited!

The productivity ended about there.. With plenty of food and firewood we all got in our jammies and waited for the storm to come.

The next day we woke up… completely stuck in our homes with almost two feet of snow. We never lost power 🙂 The snow was still coming down and the governor put a ban on driving. So there was nothing to do but play in the snow!!!

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Inside we were having fun too:



I got my stitchy on.. For a little while now I have been working on this design:


It is called the QS Autumn Owl by Heaven and Earth Designs.

Here’s where I’m at so far:


We’re supposed to get more snow overnight.. maybe we’ll get snowed in again!!


No Doubt

My final project for Digital Photography was to recreate a set of band covers. I chose No Doubt because they are just about the coolest band I know that has over 10 album cover choices for me to choose from including solo ones.


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The only downside to this is my daughter has fully reached diva status..

Annie Leibovitz

I am actually kind of missing Digital Photography… O.O I guess what I miss most is being creative and capturing the little details of my day. Funny how I hated it at the time, and now I miss it..

For our Midterm we had to emulate a great photographer.

I chose Annie Leibovitz. She was born in my State, grew up military like myself… I felt I could relate to her roots. When I learned about her stellar career I became a huge fangirl. She is the one that really gave Rolling Stone its appeal and she did the same with Vanity Fair..

I learned that I am by far no Annie Leibovitz but it was fun nonetheless to try to be her for a few photoshoots:

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I also learned that I have the most awesome of friends who will do anything for me… And that try as we might, not all of us in this world were meant to be models.. 😉

Thanks “John”

Did I ever rant about my husband’s friend, who for the sake of this post we’ll call John…?

John served on the same sub as my husband back in 2005. They earned their fish together, which the kids found absolutely hilarious when they found the picture given to me to commemorate the occasion.

The fish, for those non navy savvy people announce that the sailor has officially qualified to be considered a true submariner..

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It’s a big deal…

A few years later John left the boat and then we did and life went on…

But the thing about the submariner world.. it’s comparible to a fish bowl. Those subs can go all over the world, but those sailors have this habit of bumping over each other no matter how long or far they go.

John’s son goes to my children’s school… he was their coach for football… A good guy by all standards but not exactly a friend we hang out with…

When I saw John in my digital photography class last semester…..I was not a happy camper…

See John represented my hubby’s world.. To John I’m Mr. A’s wife… What I love about my college life is that I am my own individual. Most of my life I have always been my mother’s daughter.. then my husband’s wife and additionally my children’s mother.. Going to school was the very first time in my existance where my identity was connected to myself…People asked how I was doing.. not how everyone else in my life was…

I LOVE that identity.. And there was John mucking up that individuality with questions like “how is your husband” There he was walking down the halls clearly violating the “Faithie Only” code… Sitting across from me and smiling at me and telling me to have a good day…. He even commented on my photos.. It was infuriating!!!!!

OOOOOOOhhhhh I was cold and every day recommitted to embody the art that is being Daria

Mid semester the whole fiasco with the timing of hubby getting out the military happened which caused panic about having to drop out..Fortunately, like magic we were saved if only temporarily.. Life felt fine and dandy..

Until during my Students Advocating for Gender Equality club meeting I got a text from hubby telling me that he had to deploy with the boat. And in the five minutes it took for the meeting to end and me to saunter to Digital Photography, I became a wreck.. I couldn’t even describe to you the conflicting emotions that come about when that awful wretched word comes up. Even worse when it once again becomes a reality I have to deal with.

(For the record.. I knew that the boat hubby was on was eventually was going to deploy.. however I didn’t really put two and two together with HIM going since he was getting out.. And my brain apparently wasn’t working enough for me to efficiently put the math within the situation together… )

John knew the situation with hubby.. Our meeting up in Digital Photography must have brought on some nostalgia and they went fishing and felt like men a week or two into the course…

Normally I am very composed and can hide such raw emotions.. but I think because I knew he knew…I broke my icy exterior if but for brief moment…

No one in all of my college existence would have understood the gravity of the situation.. I have a few friends that are military wives, don’t get me wrong.. but they are all with husbands whose careers are flourishing and with the security of years  continuing on. They aren’t like my husband and John who are good men being squeezed out of this career. I dunno if John left on his accord, but he served the same amount of years as my husband and left before he could retire. Other than a VA scholarship.. he gets nothing from his decade + serving. No retirement pay.. no health insurance.. maybe a pat on the back before being showed the unemployed line… And like my husband he has a family to take care of and  a house in his name that he has to maintain.. Only he could understand the plight my husband has been in..

At that point he was more than my husband’s shipmate. He was the only one on campus that could understand what I was going through..

I believe all I said was something along the lines of “Hubby just informed me he will be deploying…. I can’t believe I made a big deal of him getting out and now he’s staying in and getting deployed.. what the hell is worse?!”

He was quiet a moment.. and looked me in the eye and said “I’m sorry, but I know you’ll be ok.”

If anyone else had said that.. Daria me would have scoffed.. maybe even went on a sarcastic monologue about how one can never know…

Because he was my husband’s shipmate, and because I’ve never known John to lie…. I believed him…

And like that I was calm about it, because we’ve survived 3 deployments already.. Why wouldn’t we survive?

Hopefully when the awful D word does happen I’ll still believe his words.

It’s funny how this happened a month ago and I’m just finally taking the time to be thankful for this moment. Creepy Faith wants to message him and remind him of this moment and thank him for calming the dramatic seas that can be my emotions.. but that feels overly cheesy and dramatic.. Maybe I’ll mention it over drinks when we’re celebrating hubby’s return.. I’m kind of glad John was brave enough to cross the “Faithie only barrier”. He was in the right place at the right time…

After that moment, I tried to tone down the living embodiment of Daria in Digitial Photography class, but I doubt he noticed…Or maybe he did, but allowed me my space to keep being the individual I get to be on campus…. I guess that too can be discussed when we celebrate my husband’s return….


What Winter Break from school isn’t complete without a little snow?

We nearly made it the entire break before the winter stuff came its way. Even then it’s been a dusting at best but enough to have some fun in!

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The little bit of snow on the plants looked like little icy flowers ❤

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Time To Get Organized!


But first.. before I get organized let me blog about it 😉

I am not big on the whoe resolution idea.. I make goals for myself and fail them all year long… I was a serious overachiever when it comes to bailing on plans to self improve myself in 2014. I used to be so with it and together but then I started to dream bigger and let the little things like my health slip. :/

Maybe if I want to make a resolution it will be to think things out better………

Not thinking things out exactly is what I’ve learned is the problem with resolutions. Most of them are big picture dreams. Go dreamers! But dreams stay in the clouds unless you have the ability to get yourself to them…

My goal is to balance myself better. Before I started college I was all HEALTHY Faith… I was 130 lbs on a heavy day and could out lap anyone on the track..

Then I started to school..

And the only way I survived this last semester was by drinking 3 large cups of coffee a day and binging on junk food… no bueno… I have Hashimoto’s Disease and one of the things keeping me off a high dose was the fact that my body really responded well to being very strict with what I ate and excercising on the daily. <~ Ya know….the exact opposite of how I was living during the school year..

It feels a lot like I can’t find a balance between my healthy hardcore lifestyle and going to college. Ugh..That seriously can’t be true.. can it?

Because I am not a quitter, I am taking this winter break to develop stronger habits of health that will trascend into the school year. So here are a few habits I am going to cementer before I go back to school in a few weeks:

First I need a more well established excercize committment. Last semester I was lucky to be going twice a week..I couldn’t take my tried and true morning classes at the dojo anymore because I was in class at the time. If I was lucky I scrambled in for Friday nights and or Saturday mornings.. which after a week of nothing felt like torture.

At some point in my dojo days of the past 4 years I have adopted the philosophy that taking classes there was my only avenue to work out.. That meant if I wasn’t punching pads held by a friend or kicking a bag that I had to give up the idea of excercizing..

Thinking about that now.. How does that make sense, Faith? I have to be smarter than that?!

So my healthy habit I’m establishing is finding other ways than just the dojo to get fit.. I freaking have a treadmill at home, a nice fitness center at the college to use AND a portable bike to keep me active at work..

But this doesn’t excuse my lax habits at the dojo. That needs to stop.. I need to get back and be the black belt that I am. My schedule allows me go in the mornings now (with a mad dash to the college afterwards.. )

I also need to get organized with food:

Sundays are going to be food prep day. The kids and I are going to make a weekly list of recipes and go shopping for them. (which is one of my downfalls when it comes to healthy eating.. I HATE grocery shopping…) We’re going to make some awesome freezer meals and things in advance so there’s no excuse to eating fast food. I am going to use my excessive free time to experiment with a lot of different recipes so I can see with what works when I don’t have the time to be figuring this stuff out…

And woah.. watch out folks.. but I will not be dieting… I am super good at dieting when I need to .. shedding weight and sending my thyroid into hyperthyroidic tendencies..

No.. instead I am just going to focus on making more things by scratch. Less processed foods and smaller portions. Being more aware of the things that go in my mouth and not just the calories that they represent…

I spent this morning prepping my planner to figure out when things will be ideal.. Not just when I want to throw them in.. but when things will actually have a chance at succeeding.. Wish me luck, because even the best of well laid plans have hiccups!