Second Phone Call...YEAH!!!!
Wow!!! Two phone calls in two days from Sniper. I did not expect another one so close to the last one. He tried calling his mom (I need to come up with a name for her here) and Bubba, the phone was busy. Wingman, didn't answer. His boys in another state, couldn't find the number. So I was next. I'll take it. He knows I live for the phone. I will always answer my phone (unless it is someone I am dodging). Sniper is doing well. They stayed up all night to watch the Super Bowl. However, they ended up playing poker all night and didn't see the game. Boys eeerrr Men will be Men. But he was very tired. Now it's on to work for him for the day. He has a phone in his office so phone calls should happen more frequently. Somewhere along the way I think I missed something. When we were talking, a few of his Marines were in the office, he was looking for something and kept referring to me as his Fiance....Uuummm I think I missed something here. Yes, were are planning on getting married, but it's unofficial. To hear him referring to me over and over, "My fiance..." and "My fiance said this" took me by suprise. I love to hear the sound of it. Can I hear that again? *big smiles here* I can't wait until that changes to "My Wife" but that will be a while. He has to stop playing in the litter box for that to happen. He has received one letter from me, three from Drama Queen and no motomail yet. I number my letters and he received #2. Hopefully #1 will show up soon. It only took 6 days for the letters. That's cool. Motomail not showing up sucks. For those of you who don't know what motomail is, you can go to the website and type a one page letter and send it. It prints out at the post office on the base they are at. It normally is delivered within 48 hours. It has been a week since I sent the first one. Hopefully he will get them soon. Drama Queen and I have a contest going on who can send the most letters. Up until this weekend, she had me beat. My letters are usually about 5-6 pages and her's are only a page with drawings all over them. So, yes she could actually beat me. However, after this weekend I am ahead of her. Sniper told me what she wrote in one of them......"How many guns do you carry?" "Stay Alive" Ok I will now have to read or watch over her with those letters. Those are things I don't want in the letters. She tried to tell him that mommy misses you and cries for you. I nixed that one. I was just impressed that she wanted to write.... He gave me my list of stuff to do: * Call Mom and Bubba. I talked to Bubba. The phone was off the hook for the day. I passed on the info he wanted me to and got the info from them I needed. Bubba is doing well since his surgery. He has a doctor's appt today for his post op. * Call Wingman. I left a message, he didn't answer the phone. Wingman called me this morning and I was asleep. He woke me up (I stayed up way to late last night). I passed on the info to him and received the info back I needed. That was it. I need to send an email this morning to Sniper with all the info I received and head over to the store and buy more stuff for Sniper. He gave me a few more items. Wingman also gave me a couple of ideas to add to. Damn that puts it up to 7 boxes since he has left. Thank God for Flat-Rate boxes. I'm going broke for care packages.. dyzgoneby |
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DGB:
See- now that he is getting settled in, things are begining to happen. You sound much better now that he's made a couple of phone calls. We've learned that life is a mix- If we wake up happy, and a little blue comes along, it takes us down a bit. If we are down, and we see a ray of sunshine, it lifts us. I am trying to say that your days will be as you make them. If you want to be happy, to seem happy, and to feel happy; you must not let the downers mix with your happy mood. This is reality, so we can't do the Ostrich thing and bury our head in the sand. But, we needn't let the down things drag us into it.
I am, along with my other exceptional things, the happiest person I know. I just don't give time to the sad things. I know they are there, and as far as posible, I try to correct them, but I just don't get caught up in it.
I left the last funeral I attended with saying: "That's over, lets go somewhere and get a Coke."
that's how life is: Funerals happen, but afterward, there is still a cold Coke somewhere. Worrying, whining, crying and sobbing only serve to cloud your vision with negative.
I was glad to read this post and the one above, to see that you are doing better. Have a great week.
nuf sed