So what's happened since last I blogged?
Oh yes, there was a weekend.
The scourge of my existence.
It passed slowly, with the assistance of some good friends.
Namely, Words with Friends, Hanging with Friends, and Scramble with Friends.
The speed at which I take my turns lets all my adversaries know how much I lack a life.
I've befriended a nearby Red Box to keep my evenings company. Note to self: Sad movies should be avoided.
You see, I'm precariously perched on a perilous precipice overhanging a pond of petulance.
Sad movies can throw one over the edge of such a precipice.
We are ever so close to the end of this deployment, but the days are dragging and the next several weeks loom like dark clouds.
(I'm exceptional poetic tonight, amn't I?)
I am also now more worried than I've been the whole deployment about Josh's safety over in Afghanistan. If you're a news watcher, then you know why.
He assures me that he is quite safe, but I don't believe him.
Do you know who cooks the food and does the laundry over there?
I probably don't need to tell you how they feel about Americans right about now.
So I shall now be requesting that he not eat or launder until he comes home. Seems fair, no?
In other news, my littler man is so sweet I could eat him up. He makes me laugh.
On at least three different occasions today I heard a big thud followed by a little voice yelling out "I'm okay!"
He's a wee bit clumsy.
He also has to talk to me about everything he does. And he wont stop until he gets a reply.
Voice coming from the bathroom:
Mama! I'm washing my hands!
I'm washing my hands.
Alex has decided that her favorite time to do schoolwork is at 8pm, also known as bedtime. As I'm tucking her in she tells me that she is really interested in doing some math right then. Or could we please read another chapter because her brain is ready to listen.
Her brain is often "too full" at other times in the day.
So I just blow some air in through her ear to make her head bigger.
Ooh ooh. Big news.
Today I had a dental cleaning. And I did NOT have a cavity.
It's a festivus miracle.
I shall celebrate with some type of sugary treat.
Happy Monday to you.