What was That?!

The alarm went off as usual telling me it was seven thirty in the morning. Time to get up. Ugh, another Monday morning. As I put on my robe and slippers I heard the telltale signs of my Husband working out in his shed. Inventing some powerful new rocket engine not doubt.

'Wow he's up early', I thought, going downstairs to the kitchen for my breakfast.

KABOOM!!!

What was that?!?! As I ran outside I saw the smoke and flames inside the shed and I feared the worst.

"Joshua!! I yelled, Joshua are you in there!! "

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see my husband standing there whole and hearty with a big grin on his face.

"Goodness Josh I thought I told you NOT to blow up the garage!!!" I stood there shaking thinking the worst and all he could do was stand there grinning like he was a kid in a candy store.

"Sorry, I guess I just gotta a little carried away. But it works, well with a few more adjustments it will work."

"What will work?" I don't know why I keep indulging his fantasies of being a mad rocket scientist. Probably because he IS a mad rocket scientist. The world's leading one if I'm not mistaken.

"My new invention."

"Are you going to enlighten me on what it is?"

"Um... Maybe,... but you want your readers to have something to look forward to tomorrow don't you?"

"Well I guess so..."

"Tomorrow My Dear!"

Something New

This is the first time I've done something like this before, so I'm unsure of how to go from here. Do I talk about my life as it happens, or do I tell stories that interest me, or share funny anecdotes from friends. Whatever I decide I hope there is at least one person out there who will find it interesting. Or at least mildly entertaining.

My husband has been in the military for six years now and was not planning on re-enlisting when his eight year mark came up, but when he heard the news that he had orders to Italy, he promptly re-evaluated his options. We ship out in August and we will be there for four years! I will try to keep everyone updated on our life and share lots and lots of pictures with everyone back home.

But today I'll leave it here and maybe I'll have better luck with a better something to say tomorrow. Ta ta for now.

The Rocketeer's Wife

The Romance

In the Spring of 2002 I was working at a local grocery store as a cashier. Also in the evenings I took night classes for culinary Arts so I could become a chef in my own restaurant. We still argue over it years past as to where we saw each other first, but I guess that matters little. He was working in the seafood department of the same store and taking classes of his own in Computer Science.

Being the shy type it took him weeks to even say hello to me. It wasn't until he moved up front with me to being a cashier that I let him off the hook to break the ice and I struck up the first conversation.

Before long though we were fast friends always taking our break together at work and sometimes meeting after work to spend some time together. When I joined the Navy I encouraged him also so we could go to boot camp together, but he decided to go Air Force instead. Traitor! :) I didn't succeed in becoming the New Navy's finest but he pulled through his training and went on to becoming a fine serviceman.

While he was in school we talked everyday. It was hard being away from him all the time but we managed. Always talking on the phone until the wee hours of the morning and e-mailing constantly. He came home every Christmas and vacation he could and our relationship grew to something more than friends.

While he was stationed in Denver Colorado, I visited and never left for we were married that week. August 22, 2007. We later realized that it was also his parents wedding anniversary so now we have something to celebrate with them every year.

The Beginning

The afternoon that the clock struck twelve o' one, a loud cry of a newborn baby was heard at the Riverside Hospital in Newport News, Virginia. I was born after two older sisters to Kenneth and Wandah Rauscher in the winter of 1981. My father was in the Navy so each of my other sisters had also been born in military hospitals. Heather the oldest, being born in New Jersey in the same state as her father, and Leah the quiet middle child was born a Mainiac of Brunswick, Maine.

I was deemed my mother's helper at a very young age having a love of aiding her in her many endeavors. My family has always been a very devout baptist member of the local church. When my parents got divorced in 1987 My mother then went on to remarry a baptist minister by the name of David Clark to whom I will be eternally grateful for have put up with my many tantrums as a child.

We settled in a small rural town in Maine called Nobleboro where I started middle school down the street about a hundred feet. Nobleboro wasn't very big. It boasted only the local church, our house the parsonage, and the village store where my Dad got his morning paper.
In the fall of 1996 I started High school. Every young girl's dream of high school of at least mine, was to be the most popular kid in school. That didn't happen. My high school career was very stressful for me, for I was on of those girls who had a mind of her own and didn't go along with anyone. Being a devout conservative christian in a very public high school was not a good mix. But I got through it and joined the ranks of the collegiate in the year 2000.

My college days were so short that they are not even worth mentioning so I will not bore you with the details. But in the year 2004 a brilliant idea came to me. I should join the navy! yeah right. Not a good plan, I pulled a groin muscle and couldn't walk for six months. What was I thinking?! But never fear for if it had not been for that bright idea I would never have gotten to know the person who is now my one and forever, my husband Joshua.