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Go me for not really getting much sleep Sat afternoon before company arrived. I DID try to lay down but I think the 2 & half cups of coffee I had at work previously kept me wired. Didn't even feel overly cranky or groggy during the rest of the day either.
Overall it was good to see Glen, Vicki and the kids. This time they had Vicki's nieces along since they are living with them till May. Their ages ranged from 11,6,& 4 while Glen and V's kids are in their teens now so you barely heard much of a peep from them *lol*
Vicki actually talked to me more about Glen being over in Iraq. For as long as I known Glen, he was never really much of a talker and bubba has known Glen for a very long time so he might be different around him (though I doubt it). Before I touch base with all that, I'll just get the kid thing out of the way.
People always want to know why I don't want kids. But people just don't know nor understand. Hell, even I'M trying to understand this myself. Its like AAHHHH!!! Am I excreting something from my body that makes me a kid magnet? *pries munchkins from legs* It didn't take long for the little ones to take to me right away, almost like a lost shadow at times. Poor cats didn't know what to make of them being around, the kids wouldn't stop following them nearly everywhere they went till Vicki had to keep telling them to leave the cats alone. *laughs* Though that Sat night, I sat on the floor when we were watching tv and the oldest niece asked if she could brush my hair, not long after all 3 girls were arguing who was going to do it and who asked first *sighs* So the youngest ones either laid down near my side or half leaned on me. @____@;;; Those kids are something else though *lol*
Sunday evening long after they left, bubba was like "you hear that?" Which I hadn't a clue what he meant at first then started laughing. "No sounds of kids, so peaceful now." And I swore I saw both cats dancing a jig in the hallway for their happiness. *snickers*
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Regarding Glen, the military, & the war: he was in Baghdad for a good bit of time, not quite sure how long he was there when they'd switch out to go back to the Iraq side of things. If I recall, I think Vicki said he was out there overall for 16 months, then of course they kept dicking them around by giving false dates when they could go home. (I learned from my time in on not taking anyone's word till its official, why get ppl's hopes up for??) When he did get home, he was so restless he couldn't stay in bed for any long period of time to get some good sleep. Said that he'd get up after sleeping for an hr or so and look for things to keep busy. It wasn't till Vicki put her foot down and made sure he got the rest and time he needed. He's just now slowly getting over it. Reason for that is it sounds like they had to work 13hrs a day with very little time for small breaks. I guess it also doesn't help considering Glen's job is a tank/vehicle mechanic so I can imagine them having to be on their toes to get everything in working order.
He also gave bubba a disc of pics that he took and I'm sure were exchanged amongst other soldiers that took pics. Bubba and I sat and looked through some of them though it was making me sick to my stomach. I kid you not, the gruesome scenes were something you'd see from Rotten.com::
- (the majority of all of this is from the other side except the hole near the camp) brain matter, blood, limbs missing from dead Iraqis and whomever elses bodies, split open heads, bodies shot up, burnt bodies from car bombs, a mortar hole a few feet away from their camp and lord knows what else that we haven't seen yet. Some pics from the "boneyard" (meaning the junkyard they take blown up or damaged vehicles) were our Humvees with bullet holes shot all over it and inside you can see some blood either on the seats or on the windows *shudders*
End of that stuff for now unless we see anything else different with the other pics.
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At least Glen has about 3 more yrs till retirement and its just so hard to believe that so much time has gone by. Bubba would be in the same bracket as Glen if he would've stayed in since at the time he served 10yrs. Though now a days, it doesn't even pay to be retired from the military.
When I think about how bubba and Glen met, it makes me laugh though its kinda freaky. They met each other in basic training, have the same MOS (their jobs), went to AIT together, got stationed at Ft.Bragg and in the same unit/company, both went to the Gulf War, later both got orders for Germany though this time they were split one was on one side of the country and one on the other though it seems they weren't too far apart to visit. Then came Bosnia, then back to the US where Glen was stationed in Ft.Hood (how I met Glen since we were in the same unit but different companies) and bubba was thinking about getting out of the military. He changed his mind and wanted to be stationed close to his home so they gave him Ft.Hood whereas Glen and bubba met up again (and then me ^_^) Now THAT is friendship if I say so myself.
And thats all I can dump out from my brain for now, have to catch up on housework and spare you guys from my rambling. :p
Overall it was good to see Glen, Vicki and the kids. This time they had Vicki's nieces along since they are living with them till May. Their ages ranged from 11,6,& 4 while Glen and V's kids are in their teens now so you barely heard much of a peep from them *lol*
Vicki actually talked to me more about Glen being over in Iraq. For as long as I known Glen, he was never really much of a talker and bubba has known Glen for a very long time so he might be different around him (though I doubt it). Before I touch base with all that, I'll just get the kid thing out of the way.
People always want to know why I don't want kids. But people just don't know nor understand. Hell, even I'M trying to understand this myself. Its like AAHHHH!!! Am I excreting something from my body that makes me a kid magnet? *pries munchkins from legs* It didn't take long for the little ones to take to me right away, almost like a lost shadow at times. Poor cats didn't know what to make of them being around, the kids wouldn't stop following them nearly everywhere they went till Vicki had to keep telling them to leave the cats alone. *laughs* Though that Sat night, I sat on the floor when we were watching tv and the oldest niece asked if she could brush my hair, not long after all 3 girls were arguing who was going to do it and who asked first *sighs* So the youngest ones either laid down near my side or half leaned on me. @____@;;; Those kids are something else though *lol*
Sunday evening long after they left, bubba was like "you hear that?" Which I hadn't a clue what he meant at first then started laughing. "No sounds of kids, so peaceful now." And I swore I saw both cats dancing a jig in the hallway for their happiness. *snickers*
~*~*~
Regarding Glen, the military, & the war: he was in Baghdad for a good bit of time, not quite sure how long he was there when they'd switch out to go back to the Iraq side of things. If I recall, I think Vicki said he was out there overall for 16 months, then of course they kept dicking them around by giving false dates when they could go home. (I learned from my time in on not taking anyone's word till its official, why get ppl's hopes up for??) When he did get home, he was so restless he couldn't stay in bed for any long period of time to get some good sleep. Said that he'd get up after sleeping for an hr or so and look for things to keep busy. It wasn't till Vicki put her foot down and made sure he got the rest and time he needed. He's just now slowly getting over it. Reason for that is it sounds like they had to work 13hrs a day with very little time for small breaks. I guess it also doesn't help considering Glen's job is a tank/vehicle mechanic so I can imagine them having to be on their toes to get everything in working order.
He also gave bubba a disc of pics that he took and I'm sure were exchanged amongst other soldiers that took pics. Bubba and I sat and looked through some of them though it was making me sick to my stomach. I kid you not, the gruesome scenes were something you'd see from Rotten.com::
- (the majority of all of this is from the other side except the hole near the camp) brain matter, blood, limbs missing from dead Iraqis and whomever elses bodies, split open heads, bodies shot up, burnt bodies from car bombs, a mortar hole a few feet away from their camp and lord knows what else that we haven't seen yet. Some pics from the "boneyard" (meaning the junkyard they take blown up or damaged vehicles) were our Humvees with bullet holes shot all over it and inside you can see some blood either on the seats or on the windows *shudders*
End of that stuff for now unless we see anything else different with the other pics.
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At least Glen has about 3 more yrs till retirement and its just so hard to believe that so much time has gone by. Bubba would be in the same bracket as Glen if he would've stayed in since at the time he served 10yrs. Though now a days, it doesn't even pay to be retired from the military.
When I think about how bubba and Glen met, it makes me laugh though its kinda freaky. They met each other in basic training, have the same MOS (their jobs), went to AIT together, got stationed at Ft.Bragg and in the same unit/company, both went to the Gulf War, later both got orders for Germany though this time they were split one was on one side of the country and one on the other though it seems they weren't too far apart to visit. Then came Bosnia, then back to the US where Glen was stationed in Ft.Hood (how I met Glen since we were in the same unit but different companies) and bubba was thinking about getting out of the military. He changed his mind and wanted to be stationed close to his home so they gave him Ft.Hood whereas Glen and bubba met up again (and then me ^_^) Now THAT is friendship if I say so myself.
And thats all I can dump out from my brain for now, have to catch up on housework and spare you guys from my rambling. :p
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I'm soooo glad that they were pretty well behaved. If not, I would've gone CRAZY!
About my charm, when hubby woke me up to let me know that they arrived, everyone stood up to give hugs and the 4yr old was kinda shy and sitting on the chair. Vicki asked her if she was going to say Hi or give me a hug, she just kinda shook her head. So I stood behind the chair she was sitting on and goofed around and poked her. Not long after when I wasn't paying attention, she comes over and hugs my waist. That sealed it for her, after that she wouldn't leave me alone *lol*