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dragonlady7Nice to have livejournal back. Yes, it was very hard for me not to have it. And it's not like i got much more done without it. No... Oh well.
Anyhow.
Not up to much; just worked, a busyish shift with lousy tippers, and am trying to rehydrate my nasty cracked hands. Poor little bastards hate me forever now. Stupid weather.
Managed to get ahold of Katy and say hi.
She leaves for Iraq tomorrow.
I asked her the So what do you DO anyway question, since I figured I might as well know.
She's Ordnance, which are the folks that do the bombs and trucks stuff. She's more the trucks end-- maintenance and personnel, and the like. Adam's a military policeman. He's not going over for another week yet. But Katy leaves tomorrow.
Scout (her dog) has already arrived with my mom and dad to be puppy-sat for the year. Got an email from Dad today, responding to one I wrote to Mom. "Scout and I are sitting by the fire," he wrote. "She says hi."
Now, my dad has never ever been one to say hi on behalf of the dog before.
But she is that cute a dog. I bet she really did say hi. Awww. (She's my only niece so far.)
Asked Katy what she'd do when she got back from Iraq. So far, Katy says, her two career options are: 1) mother and 2) teacher. It'd be a nice change, she sighed, from maintenance and personnel.
But she thinks this tour will be plushier than the last one. "I think I'll be living in a trailer this time," she said happily. Last tour (Feb-Oct 2003) she was in a tent. Ugh. And there were sandstorms. Ugh.
Anyhow. In case anyone hasn't seen them already, I'll post links to my photo galleries:
Katy (photos between 1977 and 2004), Scout my dog-niece, and Katy's wedding, May 29 2004. Because I'm psycho about my photos like that.
Anyhow.
Not up to much; just worked, a busyish shift with lousy tippers, and am trying to rehydrate my nasty cracked hands. Poor little bastards hate me forever now. Stupid weather.
Managed to get ahold of Katy and say hi.
She leaves for Iraq tomorrow.
I asked her the So what do you DO anyway question, since I figured I might as well know.
She's Ordnance, which are the folks that do the bombs and trucks stuff. She's more the trucks end-- maintenance and personnel, and the like. Adam's a military policeman. He's not going over for another week yet. But Katy leaves tomorrow.
Scout (her dog) has already arrived with my mom and dad to be puppy-sat for the year. Got an email from Dad today, responding to one I wrote to Mom. "Scout and I are sitting by the fire," he wrote. "She says hi."
Now, my dad has never ever been one to say hi on behalf of the dog before.
But she is that cute a dog. I bet she really did say hi. Awww. (She's my only niece so far.)
Asked Katy what she'd do when she got back from Iraq. So far, Katy says, her two career options are: 1) mother and 2) teacher. It'd be a nice change, she sighed, from maintenance and personnel.
But she thinks this tour will be plushier than the last one. "I think I'll be living in a trailer this time," she said happily. Last tour (Feb-Oct 2003) she was in a tent. Ugh. And there were sandstorms. Ugh.
Anyhow. In case anyone hasn't seen them already, I'll post links to my photo galleries:
Katy (photos between 1977 and 2004), Scout my dog-niece, and Katy's wedding, May 29 2004. Because I'm psycho about my photos like that.
