Let's Rewind 10 years: pt. 5

2006. 22 years old. Now this year was an adventure all its own.
I got back from my Ecuador/Curacao vacation, I mean, "deployment" in January and really just partied with my Oklahoma bffs and made every day, weekend, month count...because I'd gotten orders for my next assignment. I would be moving in May to Las Vegas. Believe me I was excited. But I was also extremely sad the closer I got to leaving. I didn't want to part with my little family. So it was very bittersweet. Leaving Oklahoma was super hard. I saved my last goodbye for Michelle. My scarecrow. I knew it'd be the hardest to leave her. She was there for me through the divorce, even in the aftermath dealing with the shock of it all, many a'times showing up at my door with a gallon of ice cream and a smile. I'll never forget that. She really was a God send. And of course, we had just been so glued at the hip for the last year. We even became roommates just so we could be together more! I was going to miss our going out nights and especially our staying in nights. The nights when we'd run to Wal-Mart and grab twizzlers, chocolate and tuna, and eat them all together while watching a cheesy movie. I'd miss little things like sharing our wardrobes and fixing her hair before we walked out the door for a night of dancing; I'd miss it all.
When I arrived in Vegas I stayed in bed for about 4 days, crying over my friends in Oklahoma and the fact that I was a bit nervous about starting over, yet again. But that's been my life since I was 18: starting over. And even though it's usually scary at first, I must say, all in all, change excites me. Eventually I got into my new-kid-in-town groove and quickly made friends. My first real Air Force friend being Stephanie. About a month or so after I got there, my little sister, Mona, moved out to Vegas. We had so much fun living together again. It had been over 3 years since we were together-everyday-sisters. My one and only regret of 2006 was -without me talking too much about this, because even the thought right now tremendously breaks my heart and makes me angry at myself- that Mona didn't stay in Vegas longer. There are so many crappy things that have happened in my life that even if I could go back I still wouldn't change them because of the lessons that came out. But her going back to Texas after about 4 short months is something I've often wished I could do over. I'm so sorry I was an idiot....I was a terrible sister in that situation. I was stupid and young and selfish. It was only after you left that I realized how much it hurt you and I'll always regret my decision. Thank God we're sisters and you have no choice but to forgive my horrible mistakes. :,)
On a lighter note, it was in 2006 that I adopted my favorite little monster: Danzig. Named of course after Misfits front man, Glenn Danzig.

Here I am celebrating my 22nd birthday -in OKC- w/a few of my best friends. 

Gary, Me, Andy, Michelle
My OKC bffs (several are missing) & I, toasting a few days before I moved to Vegas. Just about all of my OK-crew came out to Vegas to visit me shortly after I left. It was amazing. 

Andy, Chris, me, Michelle, Jer-Jer
From the fun days Mona lived w/me in Vegas. We'd gone to a hippy party.

Steph & I at my old stomping grounds, the E.R. (Emergency Room Lounge rock bar)

The day I met the furry love of my life

And a picture of me during, hands down, my most rebellious year. 

And the year I discovered the Chi flat iron - my curls have never been the same. :( I suppose that's my 2nd regret. 

Five more years to cover. Thanks for bearing with me through all of these drawn out posts! I swear I'm trying my hardest to shorten them. 

Have a wonderful Monday. 

Love,

Roni