Tangled up in you.

I met Matt in the summer of 2009, shortly after we graduate. He went Moorhead High School in Moorhead, Minnesota, I went to Waseca High School in Waseca, Minnesota. A big city boy & a small town girl, sounds like the story of "Don't stop believein'" by Journey, maybe thats why he loves that song.

 Anyhow, he moved to Waseca shortly after graduating to attend college in Mankato, Minnesota. Where as I, I had moved to Burnsville, Minnesota with my mom and her boyfriend Mark, but I wasn't ready to move out with her, so every weekend they tried to find money to take me back to Waseca every weekend. Until my aunt said it was okay that I lived with her and her family, as long as I paid rent. I manage to get my old job back at Taco John's, and from there, my life was complete. I was really on the road to no where, I had intentions at some point to go to college, but partying and working were my main foucs in life.

 One morning in July, I had to work a morning shift, but that didn't stop me from partying the night before. Still somewhat intoxicated, I manage to get to work on time, actually I got in early. I knew we were hiring, but I didn't know we already had new people, until I saw him. Being in the state that I was in, all I really could think was..."Hotdamn!, but i am still too drunk for this, espically at this time of day.."  He was the cutest guy ever, considering I knew pretty much all the dudes in Waseca (the joys of living in a small town.)

 He was tall, muscelyish, shaggy brown eye, pretty brown eyes, hemp necklace, a bob marley shirt undneath  his TJ's shirt, baggy black pants, the only thing that threw me off was his shoes. Anyhow, going through the process of a hangover was slow, so I kept to myself by doing the dishes and tuning out the clatter and the sizzles of the food. ...

Speeding up the process::  I basically fell in love with him right away,  word got out at work that I liked him, one day we met up at subway, spent the whole day together then later that night after he got off work, he came over & asked me out. However, I didn't care what we did honestly, I was a girl on the prowl, I didn't care what came my way. We spent everyday together, he became my best friend... Up to Febuary of 2010.

 He's parents finally realized he wasn't going to school, so they sat us down and gave him the options for what he wanted to do, Military was basically the top priority. As his girlfriend, I was pissed, beyond pissed & upset with what they had brought up, but I kept my mouth shut and fought the tears I wanted to shed. He said he'd think about it. Not even 2 weeks later, we were in the recurtiting station signing papers, even more pissed for the fact he didn't even bother to talk to me about it. We got home to my aunt's house, I didn't speak one word him, I told him I was going to take a nap, i went to my dungon room, and sat on the bed, cliche as it sounds, I hit him and bawled. He sat me down and told me the reason he signed up, was for me, so we can start a family and be okay...

The months went by, preparing myself, I got use to the fact he wouldn't be around anymore. I supported him in everyway possible, the days got closer and closer to the day he had to leave. Memorial day came round, we spent the whole day with my family cause we were celebrating my mom's birthday. We had to tell my younger cousins who took a big liking to Matt that he was gonna go away for awhile, with that was so heartbreaking, cause they didn't understand. Sunday, came around he had a going away party with his family and friends at his house, but i missed most of it cause my cousin had his grad party that day. I spent my last night with him, in his arms, crying. Monday came around, quiet and dim, even though it was bright and sunny. I woke up with him gone, I bawled, but he had used what was left of his last paycheck to buy me my favorite flowers. We spent the morning together until he had to get ready.

.....then he left. I wrote him basically everyday, I shut myself down to make sure I wouldn't cry and not let anyone know how depressed I really was. I met some awesome girls on a support page, who still are my friends, we got through this time part supporting each other. One day, I got a letter, him telling me he loved me more than anything, and then asking me to marry him. It was a difficult being away and being engaged, but we did it all the way up to the day we got married.

-Considering, that I felt as if no one really supported us in the decsion we had made. Getting messages on facebook, regualr conversations, or sitting face to face ect saying to "really think about what you're doing, you guys are young and marriage takes a lot"  or " are you sure you want to do this" made me feel like I was two. Yes, I was postivaly sure that I wanted to marry him, he knew me better than anyone, also the other though was "I'm 20 years old, I can make my own decsions even if other people think they're bad." I kept going on with my life, getting ready for the wedding.
...lemme say, the only person that I felt to support me was my aunt that I lived with. She told me that if doesn't work out, it doesn't work, lessoned learn. That's how extactly I felt, isn't that what life is, learning from mistakes, but the different thing about that is, I wouldn't felt as if marrying him then it not working out would be a mistake, just a life lesson learned....

Novemember 17th, 2010. I got married to my best friend & my soul mate, Matthew Burrous.  The wedding wasn't my fairy tale wedding, I've always wanted, but I didn't care, I had my Prince Charming. It was hard to see my husband leave for Fort Drum, New York to get us a house and get ready for our new life. Then on Decemember 13th, I found out I was preganat with our first baby! We are both so excited and anxious to see our little boy. We're due August 14th, 2011 the day after my 21st birthday.
   ---  We decided on the name Rhyan Matthew Burrous.


It's been a crazy (a total of 3 years;; we've been together for almost 2 years, married for one) together, but I love him more and more. I can honestly say being married to him isn't a mistake, and I can see us growing old with no problems. For those who doubted us, thank you, You just made us that much stronger.


Fyi, Yes, we had our problems, but what marriage doesn't? I thought so.

More or Less.

I'm 20 years, married and have a child on the way. I guess you can say it's the standard military life, marry young, have babies young ect, I could care less what "catorgory" you put me in. I don't have regret with the life I choose. My husband, Matthew has been in the Army for a year, this June. It's been quite the experience, let me tell you. No, I haven't been through a deployment, I won't experience it for a few more months, mentally, I'm prearing myself for it, but physically & emotionally, I will never be ready for it. And I just got to put my big girl panties on and go on with it, the best I can when it does come around, espically for my son Rhyan and for Matt.

I guess this blog is just let me vent or blog when then the time comes around cause I am the one to not talk about my feelings, or at least to face to face. Matt knows this quite well, he's actually adpt to it quite well, except when I shut down, but he knows I'll come around. I'll most likely put this one facebook, haven't decided yet. I guess you'll know when I get feedback from family/friends. However, If I do decide to put this on facebook or whatever, family and family-in-laws, friends, do NOT call or text me to talk about my blog. I actually find it to be quite annoying, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but this is my place of vent. If you want to talk to me about my blog either message me here on this webpage or private message me, because honestly I proabaly won't say much or anything at all. I rather not talk about my feelings as I said before, but everyone needs to vent, and if I really need someone to talk to I reply, but I am rather picky who I talk to.

I'm pretty sure that segment was unnessary, but I wrote it anyways....

My life had it's up & downs, but i make it my own. I've been through a lot, proabaly not as much as others, but I can say I've seen plently to know that the world isn't kind, but you can color it to be kind if you will. I have an open mind & open heart, but at somepoint in life, I had shut down my heart from being hurt way too much, but that's okay now. As of now my life is pretty I guess you can say is boring, but I enjoy most of the time.

I am a stay at home wife/mom, at the time I do enjoy being home, but that's only cause this pregnancy is kicking my ass, and if I were to keep my job at the PX, as a cashier, I'm pretty sure I would have gone off on a rude customer by now. I'll admit I'm not the greatest stay at home wife, I don't clean every day, nor do I cook my husband dinner every night, which some people seem to say "oh it's job to clean, cook, take of care of the kids ect." Uhm, Yes & No, this is only temporary situation, and my husband is okay with it, cause if anyone he knows I rather be working then cleaning, and I do cook for him when he wants his favorite or when he has buddies over. And I do clean, but not everyday, why keep recleaning whats already clean?


this is blog is more or less about little more into my life or how I manage things. If you haven't noticed, I'm the greatest speller, but I don't care, I've always been like that.

eh.