Aug
24
2010
A quick tale before I go crash

 

My friend Cynthia is in the hospital tonight.

Long story which I won’t share as I want to protect her privacy. But she’s not critical, not in ICU…just in definite need of help. So I’ll leave it at that.

So while her hubby raced her to the doctor, I helped out around the house.

Her boys & I did laundry, cleaned house…all the little things that make a big difference when you come back home.

I personally hate returning from a trip – good, bad or ugly - to a dirty house. It somehow deflates the whole experience of coming home.

When she does get home she’ll be profusely apologizing for the state of her house, embarrassed that I saw their dirty laundry – literally, but it won’t matter.

There’s nothing she can do about it. So there!

[ppfffffttthhhh]

It’s done.

It was just my time to help her.

Earlier this year with all my headache nightmares she did my dishes, swept my floor, took me to the TMC & convinced me to try & see a Neurologist.

Get well soon, Chica.

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Aug
23
2010
A little something to get you going

[back at Thanksgiving]

In going back through the blog the other day I noticed that all my music posts weren’t working!

[agh!]

Those posts were written the express intent of being read WHILE listening to the songs.

So I’ve gone back into the hand-full of posts & updated all the code. You know, in case you want to groove out to Elvis.

The only reason I went back to check them out is that I’ve had a lot of music rattling around in my head lately. Well…ok, more than usual.

Yes, I’m the human jukebox. For example….

When I’d like to chuck Korea & all the joys of life that come with it, Hendrix screams in my head.

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When I’m home alone on a Friday night now that Eric’s back on nights again, Susan Tedeschi nails my exact sentiment.

[man, that woman can belt it out]

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Of course when he gets home somewhere between 1 & 4am, the Limelights gently wake me up.

(These days we get to spend all of about an hour together before I can’t keep my eyes open anymore & have to crawl back in bed.)

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Every time I’m at the grocery store & pass by those stinkin’ watermelons, the Squirrel Nut Zippers get my blood boiling.

[promise there's lyrics...just play it through]

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And then there was this past Friday night when Eric was actually off work & we tried to have an official Friday Night Date – dressed up & everything, only to remember that after our lovely, leisurely long dinner that there’s nothing open & nothing else to do around this place after 8pm.

Seriously.

And I had the biggest urge to do something – anything!

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Then there’s this guy. While he still holds the title for biggest show-boatin’ mid-life crisis vehicle on Camp Humphreys, sadly he’s not so alone anymore.

With the influx of this summer’s new families, I’m seeing tons & tons of more half-tons…pick-ups, that is. Huge SUVs, too - there’s now a Toyota Tundra that’s jacked-up, camper shell & all that’s trying to dethrone the current king.

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Hmm….I’m noticing a trend. Are you?

Can you tell I’m really missin’ home – well, specifically honky tonks, blues bars, BBQ joints.

The sad part is my repretroire is slowly dwindling.

Without easy, regular access to American music (God, I can’t wait until I can push more than one radio button) I’m afraid I’ll have to pull out some of my old stuff.

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Ok, so maybe not that old.

Aug
21
2010
she said excitedly jumping up & down

BUTTERMILK!

LOW FAT EVEN!

Do you realize I’ve not had access to real, honest-to-God buttermilk in…

[looking down & left]

463 DAYS?!?!

That’s over a year of NO buttermilk pancakes, NO decent cornbread, NO fried chicken!

Ohhh….you just have no idea how good yall have it back home.

Buttermilk!

Honest to God Buttermilk!

AT HUMPHREYS EVEN!

Can you believe it!?!

I KNOW!

True, true…it’s one solid frozen block of liquid gold – but buttermilk, Baby!

Do you think the person back home ordering our food has finally realized that there are actually American women in Korea?

[sudden realization]

Ooh….Did Osan get any?…Did Yongsan?….

I have no clue. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.

I don’t want them pillaging our meager 6 quarts.

I wonder how we got so lucky to get it?

Ahhh…..

That would be how.

[check the expiration date]