Sandals

Well...I have had these sandals for 3 deployments now. I got married to Rachel wearing them too. I doubt that she's going to let me wear them at our "fancy" wedding with this suit, but I think they'd look good.

I actually had over 24 hours in a row off last week to be with Rachel..very cool..We solved world hunger, cured cancer and fixed the economy, watched some haj copies of flicks, flossed or fangs, drank coffee, mastered entry-level sudoku ( I just lied)...and slushed it up royally...

Rachel is punching holes in about 500 pages of study materials to put in these colorful binders she got in the mail. She is wearing my "power-bracelet", it pretty much makes you better at whatever you're doing. Right now she is a masterful hole-puncher and super-wife.

She said that I am a donkey in her last blog, which from my recent research tells me that I am a domesticated ass. We all have goals...

it's 1921...I just returned from the outhouse, plastic, not porcelain, (closer)...it has got to be 130 degrees in there...it's between 90 and 100 at dusk here...the muezzin is doing his thing off to the SW... I actually like the sound of it.. I know what he is saying/singing or at least I used to know...I don't completely agree with it but I still like the sound of it...They are trimming/pruning all the date palms here lately and it seems that there has been a second blooming of acacia/mimosa/locust from them smell, which is a relief...

My blister is healing, not so annoying. Rachel's thumb is looking so much better, good enough that it doesn't make me sick when I eat. Trauma doesn't bother me unless it's someone I love.

We got another care package from "My Grandma..." very sweet..

Back later to finish this I need to go fetch chow...