S'More Cookies

I had some company over for dinner tonight so I was on Pinterest looking for something original and cute to make.

But that was also simple and I wouldn't need to go out and buy a million ingredients to make. 

Behold, 

S'More Cookies

These were a hit.

They were yummmmy.

And, they were so easy to make.

Ingredients:

11 Tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
1 cup brown sugar, packed
½ cup granulated sugar
2 large eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon sea salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
2 ½ cups flour
1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 cup mini marshmallows
4 regular sized Hershey’s bars, broken into pieces
1-2 packages graham crackers, broken into squares

Directions

*Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Line baking pans with parchment paper.

*Lay out graham crackers side by side on the pans as close as possible (they should be touching).  You may have to add or remove graham crackers according to how much dough you have. If you want your cookies thicker you will use more dough and less graham crackers.

*In a medium bowl, whisk together the flour, baking soda, sea salt and cinnamon to combine. Set aside.

*In the bowl of an electric mixer, cream butter with white and brown sugar until light and fluffy. Add the eggs and vanilla and mix until combined.

*Add the flour mixture to the butter mixer and combine on low speed.

*Fold in the chocolate chips and marshmallows. Chill dough in refrigerator for 1 hour.

*Place tablespoons of dough on graham crackers about 1 – 1 ½ inches apart. (I put one tablespoon of dough on each half of every cracker.) Press down slightly with fingertips.

*Bake for 5 minutes then remove from oven to press Hershey’s bar pieces on to the top.

*Bake for 5 – 7 more minutes or until dough is beginning to turn golden brown at the edges. Remove to a wire rack to cool. For clean cutting make sure cookies are completely cool and cut with a sharp knife.

Catching Fire

Catching Fire

By: Suzanne Collins

Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark won the annual competition described in Hunger Games, but the aftermath leaves these victors with no sense of triumph. Instead, they have become the poster children for a rebellion that they never planned to lead. That new, unwanted status puts them in the bull's-eye for merciless revenge by The Capitol.

ohhhhh snappp! She did it again! This book is a TOTAL cliff hanger!

Just like the end of The Hunger Games, you're going to want to start reading the third book (Mockingjay) immediately!  

I mean, it was just so good! 

I can't even really tell you much except go read it. 

This book totally blew me away like I knew it would. I loved how everything went along. You got to see alot more of the other characters, especially Gale.

 The plot was constructed such that it would be near-impossible to predict. And despite its constant twisting and turning, we didn't lose track of Katniss or the people she loves. I can't imagine how tough it was to write the sequel to a book as impressive as Hunger Games, but Suzanne Collins was clearly up to the challenge.

"It's You and Chris Against the World"

Tonight as I was driving home from, a little irked from a comment someone made to me,

something my mom said to me a couple days ago came to my mind:

"Life comes BEFORE work because in reality ten years most likely you probably won't be at the same job.  You'll be a mother to your children and won't give two thoughts to your old job. 

So take a day off if you need it.  Don't obsess about it. "

And she's 100% right, life does come work. 

Love comes work.

My husband comes work.

Because at the end of every day,

it's Chris and I against the world. 

Our relationship is what matters.

So, if I need to take a day off of work to do things for us. 

Then that's what I need to do.

If I need to take a couple weeks off of work to pick up my husband when he arrives home from war, than that's what I need to do.

And I refuse to feel guilty about it anymore.

I know that I am a young professional.

I have been working in a professional setting for over 5 years. 

I know when it comes to work, I am very professional. 

But in the end, 

It's always going to be about Chris and I. 

It's always going to be about what's best for us and our future family.

I have to do what's best for us and our life together. 

Some people may not be at that stage in their life where "life" comes before work, and that's fine.

I get it.

I was there once too.

But now I'm at the stage in my life where my life, husband and future family comes first. 

I don't expect people to understand where I'm coming from either. 

But, I at least deserve the respect of my choices.

That it's always going to be about Chris and I. 

Coping

On several occasions throughout this deployment I've been told how strong I am.

I don't deserve those words.

I'm just doing my part in this relationship. 

I'm not doing special expect standing beside my husband while he is off protecting our country in this time of war.

By no means, does this make me unnecessarily strong.

He is the strong one who deserves the praise. 

I'm just the wife who stands beside his side and give him all the love and support that she possibly can.

I'm just his wife who shows the world how much I love my husband and how proud he makes me every day. 

People have said to me "I don't know how you do it, there's no way I could do it."

People give me the "sad eyes."

Not on purpose, I'm sure. 

But I don't need the sad eyes. 

I'm surviving just fine. 

I do it for love.

I do to support the man I love more than anything in this world.

I fell in love with a man whose job is to protect this country.

I fell in love with a man whose job is to go off to war so that we are safe here at home.

I can't help who I fell in love with.

I can't help what he does for a living.

I can help who I act while he is gone.

I can act like a mature women. 

People ask me all the time "Aren't you lonely?"

Well, wouldn't you get lonely if the man you loved left you for 6+  months with limited communication?

I just know that I can't go around moping. 

I have to keep busy. 

Crying and moping 24/7 will not make the time pass quickly and it will make Chris feel guilty for leaving.

He has enough to worry about while he's over there without having to worry about how I'm dealing with him gone on top of everything.

So, I keep myself busy.

I cram as much as I can into my days.

I email Chris as much as I need to during the days to make it feel like he's a part of my days.

I take it day by day until he comes home.

People ask me "Don't you worry?"

If the person you loved most in the world was in a war zone wouldn't you worry?

So yes, I worry about him nonstop.

People say they understand, but unless you've been in the situation, you truly can't understand the thoughts that go through our heads every day. 

It's extremely worrisome.

All the time.

If I don't hear from when I normally would, I panic.

But I try to cover it up and not think about the worst. 

Because when I think about the worst, I fall apart.

And I need to be strong.

Because I'm doing the best that I can.

I'm coping through these deployments.

I'm counting the days until he comes home.

I'm doing the best that I know how to do. 

My Poor Little Broken Foot

As most of you know, I was supposed to run a half marathon February 12.

Well on December 17th I thought I sprained my ankle.

So, I went to the ER because it swelled up like a balloon and got nice and bruised.

The doctor told me it was sprained and I would be as good as new in two weeks.

Well two weeks later, I could still not walk on it, so I went to see a regular doctor.

And it turns out it was broken...it 3 places.

Sighhh.

No half marathon for me.

I'm so bummed.

I was really looking forward to running in that marathon.

I was training really hard, I felt like I was getting in even better shape than I had been in before and I was getting even better at running.

And now, I'm in a boot and supposed to  be on crutches.

And i'm really bummed.

I hate not being able to work out.

I hate being in a boot and hobbling around.

And, I really hate not being able to achieve this one major goal I had for myself while Chris was gone.

And I really hate that I'm such a klutz and can't go a year without a broken bone.

So that my friends, is the story with the half marathon and broken foot.

Siiiigh. 

Ohhhh Sigh

My husband has this way of wrapping his arms around me that makes the whole world go away.

It's a kind of hug where i can bury my head into his chest and get a good whiff of his cologne.

He can just rest his head on the top on mine until I feel like seeing the world again.

It always makes me feel better.

Maybe it's because he's so big and buff.

Maybe it's because I feel safe in his arms.

Maybe it's because it's his job as my husband to make all my problems go away with the simple gesture of a hug.

Whatever it is, it works.

I could have used one of those wonderful hugs today when I about had a nervous breakdown.

Literally.

We're at the point where we are getting so close that we can almost feel him home but yet it still feel so far away.

I've done good this deployment.

No major breakdowns or complete meltdowns.

But today, people just pushed the wrong buttons. 

And all I really needed was him here to give me a hug and solve the problem like he does so well.

But he wasn't.

So, I had to put on my big girl panties and solve it myself. 

We're almost there.

Yet we are so far away.

Weeks feel like forever without him here with me.

Who Am I?

Who Am I?

Becky Price.

Yes.

An Airman's Wife?

Yes.

An ex competitive gymnast/ gymnastics coach?

Yes.

Chris' *fabulous* wife?

Yes.

A sister, daughter, granddaughter, niece and cousin?

Yes.

A friend?

Yes.

A big blonde goofball who loves taking pictures?

Yes.

A girl who just wants to believe that there is a good in everyone?

Yes.

Theses are all some of the ways I identify myself to who I am. 

I don't just see myself as being a military wife.

Although I wear the title proudly, it's not the most important thing in my life. 

I'm extremely proud of what he does. 

Anyone who knows me, knows this.

But at the end of the day, it's just his job; it's not the most important thing in our lives.

Him being in the military is not something we should center our world around.

I've never been one to center my world around someone else's career.
But I've found that in the military world, it's easy to get wrapped up in your husband's career and his life.
But, find your own way.
Find your own hobbies and interests.
Because if and when he leaves,  it can get very lonely and depressing.  The reality and harshnesses of this life will eat you alive.
So find your own way.
Don't let your life center around your husband's military (or any career) career.
Take pride in being a military wife, but take even more pride in doing what you love.
But don't let your entire world center around his world, you have to find a life outside of your husband's if you want to survive in this military world. 
And if you're as lucky as I am;
the man you married will show you just as much support and love that you show him.

Deployments

I would like to high five the creators of Skype.

I want to give them a great big hug.

They have made communication between loved ones who are separated by thousands of miles, wars and timezones much more easier than it was even a decade ago. 

Last night Chris and I were able to talk over Skype.

This was rare because our conversation was  only cut off once by their "wonderful" Internet connection over there. 

It was undisturbed by anyone else in his tent. 

It was just a normal conversation between a husband and his wife. 

Well, as normal as it can be.

Although, I must say, this deployment has been extremely easy on our relationship.

We have gone closer, if that is even possible. 

We are in a perfect place.

A place where we can only go up.

Although, I don't give all the credit to the deployment.

I give most of the credit to us.

To us, making it through the obstacles that life has thrown at us.

To making it through the hard times that no one (not even us, at times) believed we would get through.

And for coming out of those times holding hands and being that much stronger and more in love.

We are at a place where just the thought of him makes me smile no reason. 

The first deployment we went through was so early in our relationship we were still trying to figure out what our relationship was and where it was going.

It was trying and stressful. 

Him coming home, although joyful, was stressful.

Him getting readjusted to civilian life while trying to  adapt to having a relationship at the same time was hard on us both at times. 

But, the whole experience was overall stressful. 

But I wouldn't take back a day of it, because I learned a lot from the entire experience. 

We both did, as individuals and as a couple. 

But, it was a major stepping stone in our relationship.

It let us know that we could and we would make it through all the tough times life threw at us.

The second deployment was definitely much easier. 

There were no questions if our relationship would survive this deployment.

But, trying to plan a wedding while you're fiancé is deployed?

Now, there's some unneeded stress a bride to be doesn't really want. 

And I'm sure Chris didn't really need the 20 million emails with wedding questions.

5 times a day.

Nagging him for answers.

It's not like he had more important things to do.

I couldn't help that I got annoyed that he didn't answer me right away.

He couldn't help that these wedding things weren't his top priority.

But at the end of the day, things got taken care of and our wedding was the most perfect day.

Ever.

Not the easier deployment on our relationship.

But we made it through it. 

Yes we bickered. Yes there were tears. 

But we made it and we're stronger for it.

But this deployment, has by far been the easiest on our relationship.

I know for a fact, it is not a good deployment for Chris.

At all.

In fact, it's one of the worst he's been on.

But there are no outside factors putting an added strain on our relationship.

We are happy.

We are newlyweds.

We are perfect.

There have been no fights.

There have been no tears.

The conversations between us have been full of love and laughter. 

I am in love with my amazing husband.

I am so blessed to have such a wonderful man to share my life with and who is so supportive of everything I  do. 

Not everyone is as lucky as we are.

We are some of the lucky few to be blessed with true love. 

The Hunger Games

The Hunger Games

by: Suzanne Collins

I saw the preview for the movie long before I knew this was a book.  I immediately wrote this movie off as "heck no, this looks so disturbing" type of movie.  Next thing I know, my mom is telling me I have to read it because she can't out it down.  And then, my sister is texting me telling me to read it, it's fabulous. 

For those of you who are still in the dark world, here is a quick synopsis about the book;

In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. The Capitol is harsh and cruel and keeps the districts in line by forcing them all to send one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death on live TV.

Sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen, who lives alone with her mother and younger sister Primrose, regards it as a death sentence when she steps forward to take her sister's place in the Games. But Katniss has been close to dead before — and survival, for her, is second nature. Without really meaning to, she becomes a contender. But if she is to win, she will have to start making choices that will weigh survival against humanity and life against love

Ok, I know what you're thinking.

Why in the world would I want to read a book about children fighting to the death for the entertainment of the rich?

Trust me, I thought the same thing.

You don't want to like it, because it feels wrong.

But it is so engrossing.

There is so much more to the story then children fighting to the death and the ending is most definitely not what you would expect.

So, take a chance and read this book. 

You will be hooked. 

This book is like nothing I have ever read before and I personally loved it. 

I literally could not put it down. 

I don't know how the author came up with the sick and twisted idea for the storyline but it is captivating and she can write. 

You will have to read the second and third book.

New Year's back home

I went back to Virginia for New Year's.  It was much needed.  I love Florida. I love the warmth, the beach and sunshine but I miss my friends.  I miss the girls who have known me my entire life.  I miss the girls I went to college with and the girls who will be my "forever friends." I miss being able to call them up and go hang out with them at the drop of a hat.  I'm thankful that I was able to fly home for the weekend and be able to ring in the new year with some of my girls because as much as I try, the holidays have been hard for me.  


Lucky for my, I have one of the most wonderful best friends in the world.  Heather.  She dropped everything to hang out with me from literally the time I landed until the time I left.  I can not even begin to describe how much that meant to me.  Although, she knows.  She also knows I would do the exact same thing for her.  I also know that she didn't do that because she felt obligated to do so, she did it because she wanted to do it.  She wanted to hang out with me as much as possible.  We are so used to being inseperable that it's definitely weird for us being states apart, but it hasn't affected our friendship in the least.    I'm also extremely glad to all my other girlfriends who dropped what they were doing on new years eve day to come out to lunch with me.  I don't get to see you ladies often enough, so any little time together is treasured time for me.  


My time home was precious and short.  It left me feeling a little homesick for my friends and family.  It left me feeling very anxious for my next trip home, mostly because I'll be there for over a week and because Chris will be with me. But it  also reminded me how glad I am  that we made the decision to move to Florida. I will always miss being able to see my friends at the drop of the hat, but that trip home just reminded me that no matter the distance, true friendships will always pick up right where they left off, like no time has passed.  My trip home was a reminder to me that we have all flourished into adulthood and we are all extremely successful and have so much to be proud of, especially at how well we have maintained our friendships over the years, miles and trials.