SUNDAY....Sunday....sunday

Not really much to report on the homefront today. Sitting at the computer surfing the internet, that's about it. Read some more blogs of Dr. Barnett's and some of the blogs he linked to, and some of the blogs they linked to...well, you get the picture. Here's a couple of blogs that I surfed into randomly (the "next blog" button at the top) that are full of useless information--much like this one ;) --yet I found interesting for some reason or other. Most of you know I'm weird anyway...okay, okay, 2 of the 3 of you who read my blog know I'm weird. Here are the two blogs, if you feel like checking them out:

http://timmytapeworm.blogspot.com/

http://gmoneydopefly.blogspot.com/

Don't ask me why, just read them :)

Other than that, not too much happened today. Mom made an awesome beef roast for dinner with gravy, mashed potatoes, green beans, alfredo pasta, corn and bread. It was a much welcome dinner, considering I've been doing most of the cooking since I've been home. People have GOT to stop spreading the word that I know how to cook, it keeps me that much busier. Oh my, what did I just do?! Ignore that previous statement and pretend that I don't know how to cook ;)

Both grandmothers came over for dinner today. Grandma Berry says the Doctors keep telling her there are all kinds of things wrong with her, but she doesn't feel like there is, other than having to walk with a walker. Grandma Cathcart says she feels like everything is wrong with her, but the doctor keeps telling her she's the healthiest 80 year old he's ever seen. Go figure! Both of them are doing just fine. The pictures I saw of them before I came home didn't do them any justice. They looked haggard, like they were on their last days. I got home and both of them looked like they could go run a marathon. Okay, maybe a half marathon. Or a half mile. The hell with it, they could walk on their own and looked healthy for two old women--isn't that enough!? God bless them, though, they're the most hugging-est people I know. That's not a bad thing, I like hugs. Especially from Grandmas. They make you feel nice and warm on the inside, like a whole world of love just poured into your soul. One of the best feelings you can have. If nothing else on this trip home was worth it, those hugs sure were!

Nothing else is really going on today. I'm just surfing the net, thinking about dragging my laptop into the bedroom and surfing on it in there instead of stumbling through the dark house because Mom and Dad have already gone to bed, and tripping over or stepping on some toy that Erica left laying on the floor and nearly knocking myself unconscious on the corner of the wall going down the hall. Yeah, it isn't pretty, but I'm full of foibles and I have to admit to them lest they fester in my soul and give me more Catholic guilt that I already have (is that possible?).

So, my friends (all 3 of you), tarry on, I'll be back to work soon (damn the luck!).

On another note, I got some of the most outstanding news the other day. If I've already posted it, well, you're just going to have to read it again! I got selected to be the Chief Engineer on the USS NICHOLAS (FFG 47) out of Norfolk for my next tour--YEAH!!!! I thought I was going to be stuck in Mayport (not that that's a bad thing if you're reading this, Conni). But, I get to stay in my own house now, with my cats and my best friend, with all of the friends I've made around me. You can't beat that. The amazing thing is, they gave me exactly what I asked for--my first choice was Norfolk, on a Frigate as Chief Engineer. Either they were feeling mighty generous or they were laughing their asses of that someone would actually ASK for that job. I'm betting on the laughing their asses of part. Maybe that's why I picked it to begin with. I do have some empathic intuition. Not that it had anything to do with getting my orders, but it sure makes me feel better about it! So, Kim, looks like you'll get to babysit the cats more--sorry, Jeff. But, that means I'll get to invite you over for dinner--it would be kinda hard to do in Mayport, unless you just felt like driving several hours, or hopping on a plane. And Heather, I understand you are going back to Kentucky, but, dammit, what about my feelings? Just kidding! Wish you and Clint and Cole and Hannah the best there. You'd just better keep those fingers typing on that weblog--I do check it everyday, BTW, I'm waiting on an update ;)

Okay, I've rambled on and on and on ad nauseum, so I'll stop for now. Have fun, and I'll be back soon.

Peace out!