ammogirl

Buying a pound of cherries at the commissary and then proceeding, over approximately 7 hours, to eat every single one of those cherries because you cannot resist the perfectly tart sweetness that is a fabulous cherry is SO NOT a good idea.  It’s just not.

So, that unfortunate thing that I had to do for twelve hours at a time these past couple of days is done with finally.  It’s so distasteful, this ‘work’, and gets in the way of all the other, IMPORTANT things I must do to survive my day, like…drink two, not ONE, but TWO cups of coffee first thing in the morning.  Or…working out.  And taking 90 minute lunches…checking my email…and do not get me started on all the beastly rules associated with ‘work’…What do they mean, no access to Blogger from a government computer?  70% of the my daily blog reads are on Blogger!  This is nonsense!  I want it to stop immediately!

Fortunately, I am so close to going on my midtour that I can almost taste it (it tastes surprisingly like cherries!) so it makes it slightly better.  Two weeks!  Fourteen days, 336 hours, 20,160 minutes…you get the picture.  It’s coming quick!  You guys, when I am on vacay, there is going to be many, many pictures, and if I am in them, be assured that I will not be frowning.  And, are you tired yet of me saying I’m excited about my midtour?  I’m almost reluctant to write that, anymore, lest you start rolling your eyes and thinking "here she goes…midtour shmidtour, when is she going to be funny again?!"  But as far as personalities go, I tend to lean towards the "fairly obsessive" and as a result of this obsessiveness, even when I’m thinking about other things it’s only in regards to how they relate to my midtour.  "I am thirsty.  I’ll have to remember to drink lots of water on vacay, the Cali temps are running in the 100s right now!" Or "My feet are hot.  I’ll have to remember to get a pedicure right before Nick and Denay’s wedding (which happens to be during my midtour)!"  You know…one track mind and all that. 

Speaking of Nick and Denay’s wedding, I finally got my bridesmaid dress back from the tailor today, and I must say, it looks FABULOUS on me.  I love David’s Bridal for making it so easy for me to buy a dress from all the way over here.  Well..okay.  So maybe Denay had to order it from the store for me, and when it came in John mailed it here so I could get it altered, so it wasn’t so much easy to buy as it looks really, REALLY fantastic and I could care less HOW hard it was to coordinate because I’m so happy that Denay choose RED for our bridesmaid dresses because I look good in red and what’s that?  This wedding is not about me looking good?  Oh.  Well.

Anyway, between my husband’s upcoming ten year reunion and talk on other blogs about THIER reunions, I suddenly realized that HOLY CRAP, I graduated SEVENTEEN years ago.  Let me rephrase that: HOLY CRAP, SEVENTEEN YEARS!  That is a long time, people. 

Ughh…irritatingly enough, I am on weekend duty standby and I just got a call that is requiring me actually DO something.  So I have to cut this short, and skedaddle.  See?  Work ALWAYS gets in the way!

Auf Wiedersehen!!