Life Flashes Before Your Eyes....**: Kembree's Blanky....**

OMG BLOG!:

I was rudely interrupted during the most satisfying REM cycle I have had in a long long time......by my alarm clock......at 5am. I was having a dream that I was telling some girl who was talking trash to shut her pie hole. I got up so early to get my last run in before vacation.

LEGS had to go clean the class room as part of his last day of 'school.'

ARMS: 'How long will that take?'
LEGS: 'I don't know......I am not so much concerned with the cleaning part (damn if the ARMY knew what I knew they should be...) just the fact that we may get up there to clean and there won't be any cleaning supplies.'
ARMS: In my mind I am thinking perhaps LEGS should bring our cleaning supplies if for no other reason then to finish as soon as possible.....I am also wondering with a ARMY like this how we have ever won ANY Wars....

I went to the travel office this morning. All of the ladies that work there were very nice to me.....but you catch more bee's with honey so that is why I brought baked treats! (I WIN!) I was able to successfully apply for my special passport to NEVER NEVER LAND.

(Side Note: I did fill out the wrong form so while I was there I had to fill out the correct form while being supervised.....if you have not experienced this, I would avoid it because I am sure that your IQ literally drops a few points or at least your confidence does....)

While I was there the nice lady that helped me was very sure to hand me back my military ID. I put it in the back pocket of my jeans. I left building 5700 got into my car and headed to the gym. When I got to the gym I searched frantically for my military ID. I couldn't find it.

So I went back to building 5700, retraced my steps, worried now that I had lost my ID, went into the transportation office, the lady told me I put it in the back pocket of my jeans......I got back to my car and there it was wedged into the seat....Self full-filling prophecy???

This gets on my nerves because I never lose my ID doing 'ordinary' things, but I always lose it doing 'special things'....sometimes I would rather be micro-chipped like a dog, for lack of a better reason then not having to lose your whole existence in a silly cheap plastic id with horrible picture included.....

We took Jake to the vet today to get his health certification for travel back to AK. His weight is perfect, his joints are awesome, and he made me so proud, he was calm and happy, totally chill......While we were waiting in the waiting room, a woman in there got a phone call......she said: 'What do you have?..........One bag of breasts....' It was very hard for me to contain myself, because she was obviously talking about chicken....but seesh lady!

We had our goodbye dinner with Moot, Jelly Bean and Baby Kembree tonight....I had finally finished the blanket I knitted her and was very happy to present it to the whole gang.....