Living in a cardboard box....**

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Last night LEGS and I went to Golden Corral for a friends birthday celebration.  Everybody should do what they want to do on their birthday and this particular birthday girl wanted mashed potatoes from the Golden Corral.  

So.....

We walk in and the first thing that happens to you is you are 'corralled' in just like cattle, excuse me!.... I was slightly offended.  Of course it suddenly made perfect sense to me when I realized everybody eating there was at least 300+ pounds.  I am sure that it was widely accepted to walk my skinny ass in their wearing my USA Boxing hoodie, no wonder nobody smiled back at me.    

In order to get to the 'trough' you had to bull your way in through some very large, unhappy and aggressive people.  The more I looked around the more I realized that the same people from our garage sale last weekend were eating at 'the ol' Corral' with their families.  SOME of the food was pretty good, and I understand the concept of a Buffet (its your own menu, you get what you want) but the best reason for a return visit is CHEAP ENTERTAINMENT.  


Once LEGS and I returned to our empty home, we both started experiencing extreme flatulence, we tooted quietly, loudly, some were stinky some were not, as we existed in our new condition of being a real life whoopi cushions I thought to myself: I will never be cattle again!

I asked LEGS what room he wanted to sleep in and he said 'Let's just sleep in 'our' room.' So we started set up the air mattress, I forgot to charge the 'Quick Pump' to inflate the air mattress (that leaks air all night anyways).  LEGS was really tired and all he wanted to do is climb into bed and go to sleep.  Out of a combination of frustration and desperation he started blowing air into the air mattress himself and then using the half baked 'quick pump' every five minutes, which wasn't fully charged.  So...its performance....is well.....a little lame, guess that's why they call it a 'quick pump.'


LEGS protested when I unintentionally switched sides of the bed ( I always put him nearest to the door, although I haven't a clue as to why because the man can sleep through anything!) I thought, 'Dude! You are upset over which side of the bed you are on and we are moving to another country!?!'

The air mattress was barely inflated before LEGS had given up his attempt...so he just climbed into 'bed'.  I soon followed, as I laid there and thought about how ridiculous this was, I observed that laying on the floor in an empty room makes everything bigger than you, just like when you were a kid.  

Then I heard Karmella casually walk over to LEGS' water glass (one of those red plastic cups you use at Frat parties) and drink out of it.  In my mind: Laughs.....here we are in LUXURY!

About an hour later..............

We were both up.  So we were finally able to use a charged pump to completely inflate the bed.  LEGS ran downstairs to get us both some water.  As he ran out of the room he said 

LEGS:' Don't wear that thing out before I get back!'
ARMS: I just gave him the I'm unhappy look.
LEGS:'Cardboard box babe, remember cardboard box.'


(Side Story: Ever since we have been together we haven't always had a lot of money.  For a while LEGS was cutting my hair (the pictures prove  how horrifying this concept really is), and we were barely getting by.  I have always told him 'I don't care where we live, even if its in a cardboard box, as long as I am with you.')


ARMS: In my mind: He is right. 

We were up twice last night refilling the air mattress with air.


Today has been a super fantastically wonderfully awesomely radical day!  LEGS went to Bravo company, who told him to check back in next Wednesday! Then we took cupcakes to the ladies at the travel office, where we were then treated royally!  

We booked the Hold Package Items (survival items) and LEGS' 'Pro Gear' (Uniforms etc.) to be shipped early next week.  We checked in on my passport- its still not here, and may be delayed because of bad weather in Washington D.C., BUT we were able to make an appointment to get tickets.  Both Miss Ellie and Miss Kim assured both of us they would do everything they could to ensure we travel together and the whole situation goes smoothly.


After getting some business taken care of at the JAG office and as we were leaving, LEGS started to walk outside......I said 'LEGS don't forget to put your hat on!' He of course got mad at me because he said he was going to do it. But every good military wife makes sure Army Soldier Ken Doll has the 'outfit' in place so he doesn't get into trouble.


AND we bought a new air mattress.

Random Thoughts

I saw a lady talking on her cell phone while pumping gas today.....on base.  SMH......


LEGS is super excited about our new kitchen table.  This makes me laugh because he's a man and he is excited about furniture, AND, its been packed up we won't see it for MONTHS!


Sometimes people do things that I don't quite understand, I try very hard always to empathize with others so it is very difficult for me to grasp the fact that I cannot for any reason understand where they are coming from......its worse.....when they are family.


CHEESE AND RICE, I don't want to run.....running sucks...I am the captain of my soul, I am the captain of my soul!


I like these shoes.....


DOOBY DOO DOODY DOO......


I am going to miss Alabama for days like this.....


Over & Out...


Just another night and day in the life of an unlikely military wife...**