Sniper's Deployment Part 1

This last Saturday evening I received a call from Sniper. Sniper - Honey, I have 2 questions to ask you and please let me finish and don't say a word (I swear I don't interrupt or have a big mouth. Oh yah, I really don't talk that much, hehehe). Wingman (I'm on speaker phone) - Don't worry he's not asking you to marry him. Me - I sure in the hell hope not on the phone. Sniper - Maybe on the phone from Iraq. (We all laugh. I might let him get away with that one) Well, my mom can't make it to my deployment and I would like you to come. Only if you want to.....I know you are probably already on the computer and looking up plane tickets. (I am laughing my ass off. He knows me all to well. Before he even finished asking the question, I knew what was coming and yes I already was on Southwest looking up the tickets). Me - Ummmm, Hell yes!!!! I will be there!!! The tickets are too much being so close. I will drive have to down. (This is about an 8 hour drive for me) His rules to me.... Sniper - You are going to meet the Marine side of me. I know I have kept that face from you. He's a d*ck. Wingman - yah he's a d*ck. Him and I don't get along. The Marine side has fired me way to many times to count. In his 1st care package, send him a metal coffee cup, those hurt worse when you get hit by them. (These two together are absolutely hilarious. And the stories they have told me keep me laughing my ass off) Sniper - You will meet him and please know I still love you. If I say something and it my be funny, not intentional, to my Marines, please turn around and then laugh. Just don't laugh at them. When I say it's time to go, I go. No trying to get me to linger around. I have a job to do. Me- Yes, sir. (he loves when I do that) Sniper - Secondly, please try and not be so emotional. I know you will have some tears (I wish everyone would stop saying I am an emotional one. I honestly try, but damn it this last few months I can't control it. I really try, but it doesn't work), but please try and suck-it-up. Me - Yes Sir. (I will try, no guarantees, but I will try) After I hung up, I called my mom and told her I was leaving around 0430 on Tuesday and will be home sometime on Thursday. She was real excited for me. We had already said our "See yah next year" and I was so excited just to be able to hold him one more time. Sunday, my mom calls back. The main point of that conversation was my parent's don't want me to drive home by myself. They don't mind the drive their, just not home. She tells me I am a very emotional person (again those damn emotions keep getting in my way) and they don't think it is a good idea for me to make that long drive home. Besides I know you two will probably pull an all nighter and we don't want to have to worry about you. I gave in and my mom will drive with me. With the understanding she will be staying in a hotel room his last night. And not in the same room with us. She was excited because she wants to scrapbook the whole time. Ok, whatever floats your boat (this is also my biggest habit/hobby). Monday, I run around like a chicken with my head cutoff. I took Lego Man to all his doctor's appointments and spent 4 hours at work. (Now, I will miss another 3 more days off. I think I will just give up and take the whole month of January off with the way things are going). I wanted to finish a small 3x3 scrapbook for Sniper to take on the plane with him of his whole family. I spent the whole evening running from place to place taking pictures. I ran over to his parent's house and got a few shots of there house, the inside, them and then the outside of my house. That way he will remember what home actually looks like. his parent's house my house I came home printed all my pictures and put them into the book, did laundry, packed and played on the computer for a few hours. I'm addicted to this damn thing and needed my last "fix" before I left. Sniper calls at 2215 on Monday night Sniper - What are you doing? Me - Playing on the computer...as usually. Sniper - You need to get some sleep for your drive. (ok, if I should have been sleeping, what the hell are you doing calling me) You have a long drive and need sleep. You can't keep up with me. Me - I'm learning from the best. I have to keep up with you all. (This body is getting to old to play this game. I am trying though) Sniper - You're a rookie and I'm a trained professional. Go to bed. (ok, but I don't take orders well) 10 minutes later Sniper - What are you doing? Me - Typing something out on my blog. Sniper - Go To Bed!!! Oh ya, stop drinking! You have to drive in the morning. Good night.....(Damn, if Marines aren't bossy. I don't take orders well.) Read "Sniper's Deployment Part 2" to hear (read) what happened from my leaving my house to my return home. dyzgoneby