Five years?

Really?  It seems like yesterday.  Ah well, since my beloved Decurion has pretty much stopped posting, I'll probably let this blog die.  It was interesting, but without his input, it's about pointless.  Oh, and my heart is no longer in the desert, so that's another change.

Talk to you later, perhaps.

Almost time...

In a bit over 24 hours, I'll be on my way to Germany.

Please pray for me. Pray that John's flight is safe and smooth.

Thanks.

LIfe is good...

Hectic, but good.

I have my passport, and I am slowly coming to believe that I am indeed going to be able to see my darling husband in...well...less than a month! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.

Please, God. Please please please please, with a rubber ducky on top?

Geez, I need sleep.

I don't do sick well...

So I am cranky and out-of-sorts.

I'll be that way for a while.

It's been a while!

And things are good. Things are wonderful, in fact.

Today, I bought two coats to take to Germany. I was thinking of going with a cute pink trench, but decided that I'd be best off with a nice coat, one that will last for a few years and still look stylish, so I got one that I swear I'm gonna put on the floor and roll around on, probably stark naked. It's just that soft and it's just that gorgeous.

The other is a cute pink coat, a little bit less formal, but they're both heavier than almost anything else I have.

It's getting closer. I'm started to get excited. Now, I need to get in touch with the chaplain, or the FRG. I've gotten some *great* links from a gentleman who is German and it seems that I'll be able to get around pretty well, but I think that I'll be picking up a guidebook and a phrasebook.

I want to be happy...

for a friend, who's eagerly anticipating her husband's return from Iraq. He's part of the 172nd Stryker Brigade, and he was extended for several months with no warning. I understand that, and I understand that he will be seeing his little girl for the first time in a long time, but I am...

and I am loathe to admit it...

jealous. I'm so tired of being apart. I am so tired of being alone and apart and hoping that the phone doesn't die before I get to tell him I love him. I'm so tired of living chained to a cell phone, hoping that he'll be able to call tonight, hoping that the line won't be long and we won't be trying to stuff a day's worth of conversation into 30 minutes. I am tired of the two second lag in our conversations, I'm just tired of everything.

Don't mind me, I'm just whiney today.

Note to self:

Dear self,

The world does NOT revolve around you. Just because you can see what could happen doesn't mean that the other person wants it to happen.

Get it? Now, pray to God that your apology is accepted.

Oh, and DON'T open the package!

Thank you, everyone,

For your kind comments, and for reaching out.

Please forgive my anger and my unkind words.

I don't believe this...

I make a snarky comment about the "change of power" in Congress, and I get over 60 comments. I make a post about gender roles and I get 60-someodd comments.

I mention three soldiers dying from my husband's unit, and I get ten people commenting or contacting me off LJ.

Oh well, they're just stupid soldiers who are stuck in Iraq, right?

I realize that people have lives, really I do, but when I get my ass chewed of for having the audacity to criticize the "mass mandate" being crowed about in the media, but for some reason the post about three soldiers dying goes unoticed, I get pissed off.

Yes, folx get sick, folx have things to do other than read LJ, unless of course, it's a thread that they can jump in with both feet and whale on someone with the opposite viewpoint.

Shows what I know about what folx think is important.

As always, take this if it applies, and leave it if it doesn't.

So, it's probably not that big a deal to you....

But I just installed my wireless, natural keyboard and wireless mouse to the laptop. Glory glory glory!

Now I can type a bit easier, though I am going to have to get used to the curved shape again. Have a real mouse is wonderful.

Just to let you know...

The world is going to end shortly.

How do I know this? It's simply.

I cleaned out my truck. No, seriously. There are still some odds and ends that need to come out, but you can actually see the floorboards in the cargo area and the back seats are clear. I could actually put them down and use the *entire* cargo area if I needed to.

Oh, and I went out to the storage unit and cleaned it up a bit too. Dragged a bunch of boxes, including some stuff left over from my pagan days, to the compactor and pitched it all. Wow.

Granted, now it looks as though my truck and my storage unit has exploded over our living room, but that shall be fixed shortly. Well, maybe not so shortly, but it will be fixed. I'm working on my sewing area right now, trying to sort sewing in to one half and crafts/art supplies in to the other half, so we shall see how well that works.

I finally have a place to hang stuff up in the sewing area though. I took a 1/2" x 24" galv pipe, put a "T" junction on each end, and have lain it atop both bookshelves to span the gap between them and give me a rod of sorts. I really like it, and it's giving me a good place to put costumey bits. My browncoat has taken up residence on the rod, as have some other sewing projects.

I think I might actually go out to the storage unit and pick up the pieces I have for end tables and a "coffee table" bench and get those worked on. I need to get them done, preferably before we move. I also have some for bedside tables, and whipping up the slipcovers for those should be fairly easy. I'll need to get glass cut to go on the top, but that's easy enough, I suppose. After it's cut, I think I'll use some of the etching solution to decorate the tops, as the silk is a plain bronzey color. It's lustrous and stunning, but it's a plain weave.

Geez, I'm tired. Really tired, but I need to keep up my momentum, so I'll be posting this and then waiting on the timer to go off to tell me it's back to work. I'm spending 20 minutes cleaning and then 10 minutes screwing around, so that I don't get burnt out and just pitch it all. I would like the apartment to be all neat and clean again so that I can work on other things.

I can dream, right?