enJOY it
an archived personal and craft blog from Elise Blaha Cripe.
Category: e&p
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Last night we attended the Seabee Ball at the Reagan Library (that's Air Force One!). I love any excuse to shop for a dress (and long dresses are the way to go – I officially hope everyone I know has a black tie wedding). I love seeing Paul in uniform. I love meeting all the…
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Whenever someone comments on the blog, I get an email. I like it because it's easy to keep up with and answer questions when I get them. I love it because sometimes, someone reading the archives will leave a comment and I get brought back to the past. A few weeks ago I got a…
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Paul and I spent the past few days up in Sacramento visiting our families & friends. It's been awesome. Yesterday afternoon we headed over to Napa. We'll be here for another day and then we'll be stopping to stay, eat and play in San Francisco and Big Sur before getting back home. It's a lazy,…
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FIRST : From both Paul and me, THANK YOU for your outpouring of support on his homecoming and for these past seven months. I would have gotten through this deployment without the blog, but I would not have been nearly as happy. It has always been my goal to be positive and upbeat here, and…
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I chose choose. (Say that five times fast.) Yes, choose. As in, I choose to watch one more episode of How I Met Your Mother (which I just discovered on Netflix instant. It's excellent). I choose to keep running almost everyday. I choose to live with intent. 2012 is the year Paul comes home. It's…
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The worst part of deployments isn't actually the big stuff. It's not the holidays you celebrate apart or the weddings and events that only one of you get to attend. It's not the hassle of taking care of the house alone. Nope. The hard part catches me at the most random times on the most…
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Hot damn, I have loved this city. Five and a half years ago, I sat with Paul on my parents driveway at 11:30 at night. We liked each other and we were trying to figure out if we could make a relationship work. He had recently joined the military and was headed to Navy officer…
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When Paul and I first moved in together in August 2007, he had already lived in an apartment for five years. Four years with friends when he lived in Berkeley, and one on this own – his first year of med school. I came almost straight from the sorority house. We each brought a bag…
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Paul left three months ago today. I wouldn't say it gets easier, but you do settle into the habit of being apart. Right now, the luxury of having him near seems … well, like a luxury. It's something I can't really imagine. I think we are almost halfway through. And while I still can't see…
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