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July 31, 2004
Ahhh poo poo
Here we go. We were supposed to leave tomorrow on a trip to Illinois by taking the military "hop". We would have connected with a civilian flight from Virginia to Chicago but tonight when I called to check on the flight (always a good idea), it was cancelled. AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! It is apparently broken down in Bahrain. I am sure the person on the phone noted my distress because she said "you can try calling in the morning to see if there are any changes". Wahhhhhhh. This means I have to go change the civilian tickets and pray that we then get out on Tuesday because the next available flight is the following Sunday. There is a reason that these flights only cost ten bucks. You pay for the rest of it with blood, sweat and tears.
No matter what, we will have a good time though. We are going to go "camping" (should really say "cabin-ing" in a place called Giant City down in Southern Illinois with my sister and her family. My dad and stepmother live there in Cobden, so we will get to see them too. Then, on the drive back up to Chicago land, I have marked several places, such as Lincoln's cabin in Springville, to do. Much to Eli's delight, the boys are going to a White Sox game.
We just have to get there. Positive thoughts please.
Posted by DebC at 11:49 PM | Comments (1)
July 21, 2004
The Definition Of Pleasure
Have you ever had an itch on the top of your foot that you couldn’t scratch? You know the one; it starts out as a very minor annoyance. You wiggle your toes around a bit but that doesn’t quite do it. Then you remember something that someone told you when you were a kid “If you don’t scratch it, the itch will go away”.
Uh-uh, that was a bald-faced lie. So you take your itch eradication efforts to the next level by grinding the heel of the other foot into the top of your shoe, which by the way, requires you to take your foot off the gas pedal (did I mention that you are driving?). Not only does this not work but now you have angered the itch and it wants a proper scratching NOW DAMNIT! You curl and uncurl your toes madly but that only bunches up your sock, giving you a new misery (a little side note: curling and uncurling your toes some more will NOT smooth your sock back out).
While you do this, your car lurches wildly and you decide to try one more thing, as you are sure that you will go mad any moment now. You reach down and jam your index finger under the tongue of your shoe only to find that your finger is too short. You pull over before you end up killing someone, or worse, getting a ticket. Before the car comes to a complete stop, you have yanked off your shoe and are ripping off your sock (Rip it, I said RIP IT, no one cares if it is inside out!). By the way, do not think for one instant that you can get away with scratching through the sock.
Using your sharpest fingernails, you dig at the offending spot, promising yourself you will stop before it bleeds. Your eyes roll back and you make these little grunts while your other leg pedals furiously like a pot bellied puppy getting a tummy rub.
That my friends, is the definition of pleasure.
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July 10, 2004
New photos in the gallery
(don't forget that you can make the pictures bigger by clicking on them and you can also leave a comment right on the picture.)
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July 08, 2004
Happy Freedom To You!
Steve was released with remarkably few problems by 9:30 am on the 6th. We have been able to talk to him since and he is very, very happy. He and his dad took a little time to go back to our old stomping grounds in Whidbey Island and Port Townsend. His first dinner in the real world was at one of our all time favorite Thai restaurants in Port Townsend (color me very jealous).
The Navy does a really neat magazine each month called "All Hands" and this month (what are the odds?), they featured Steve's old job in a really nice article. Check it out, it is called "Under Pressure".
In other news, I now have the commercial side of the plane tickets. Cross your fingers that the MAC flight system works in our favor on August 1st. I am trying really hard to work out something with my sister to stay in the Giant City Lodge from the 4th to the 7th. They have some really cool cabins that are fairly cheap. It is also the place where, long ago, Steve and I got trapped in "Fat Man's Squeeze". (first entry on the page)
Oh and Grandma - so sorry to not get back to you. Yes, I not only read your comments but really, really appreciate them. Thanks to everyone who has commented or emailed me. It means a lot to me, especially given my phone phobia.
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