Got Milk?

David & I should be in D.C. about the time most of you are rising this morning...6:47am EST. Here's a blog that I "prescheduled" for today so that you wouldn't miss a beat. Now, that doesn't mean there won't be any skipped beats this summer!

Do you see what my grocery shopping experience has been reduced to? A pint of milk and six eggs. I remember the days when I would get a couple of gallons of milk at a time. Those days are long gone. Now, to be honest, I only got six eggs because we are leaving the country. Only in Doha can you walk into the store and buy by the egg. I usually get a crate of thirty at a time. Yes, that is a cracked egg in the bag. That's the price you pay for buying them individually. My little man at the grocery was tripping out over the fact that I only asked for six. He must of repeated five times during the course of the visit and then even after placing them in my car....."only six, madame?". Yes, only six, I repeated for the last time. I tried to explain that I was going on vacation, but it was lost in translation somewhere. As you can see, Sykes is happy to watch over the goods for me while I snap the picture. He's just like one of the kids. I remember the saying I heard quite often while raising the kids, "you have to choose your battles". Well, as you've figured out, I'm tired of choosing between battles. Sykes is the clear winner.





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Countdown to America

I've made my list and checked it twice and them some. Not that I've packed anything, but I've done all the running around that I needed to to get ready for our much anticipated trip to America (tonight!). Sykes is stocked up with cat food and litter, with Kumar in the wings ready to take over. I wish him luck because Sykes has definitely been living up to his name lately. I'm not so sure that Kumar will be able to contain Sykes in the outdoor entry maid's quarters we have designated for him. In the last couple of days, he's chewed off the corner of one Qatar photo album, knocked over my "unbirthday" present (again), and is ever messing with my mosaic coffee set that I picked up in Abu Dhabi. If I ever thought about the possibilities of letting him run the villa while we are gone, they are history. I've got David stocked up with essentials for his six week stint of life in Doha, while I'm still vacationing in the states. Diet 7-up, water, toilet paper and take away menus at the ready. What else could the man need? The last load of laundry is in the micro washer, while I sip my morning coffee and tune in to Hannity and Colmes. Okay, I'm back. You would not believe what I've been going through over a $5 tank top I picked up yesterday. I discovered that it still had the "sensor tag" on it. OMG, have you ever tried to remove one of those things? As the pictures clearly indicate, they are indestructible. I've practically ruined the shirt trying to get it off and it still isn't off. I was scared to pack it thinking it might set off an alarm at the airport, just a bit paranoid, eh? Well, at least the sensor strip is out of it. So don't panic if you see a piece of plastic hanging off the back neck of my shirt when you see me in town. Well, I better get. That took a chunk out of my morning and David will be home soon. The taxi is picking is up at 5:45pm this evening. Our first stop is Kuwait, then on to D.C., then Austin where hopefully, Dustin will be waiting on us with bells on his toes. See y'all soon!






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Shea Update

I asked Shea awhile back to send me some pics and info on what's going on with him and this is what I got. I didn't get much of the info part from him, so I guess these pics are his life in a nutshell. That's him with JoJo and Granddaddy at his Special Warfare Training Graduation at Fort Bragg in December. I'm speculating that the tall gentleman standing with Shea is one of his superiors. The other two pics are from his "mum's the word" Vegas trip. He met a bunch of his old Austin buddies there for Memorial Day weekend. As his computer away message said, "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas". And that it did. The only thing I got out of him regarding his trip was that he didn't lose more than he planned on, so consider it a success. His language lessons must be going well. When I talk to him via instant messenger, every other response is in French. His graduation from language school on July 19th should complete his formal PsyOp (Psychological Operations) training. After that who knows, most likely Afghanistan or Iraq is the word on the street. Depending on his deployment date, he would like to visit us here in Doha. Hopefully that will be the only trip he makes to the Middle East. Time will tell. So in the mean time, Shea, I'll continue to say a little prayer for you and all your military cohorts around the world.






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The Burning Question

To blog or not to blog: That is the question: whether 'tis nobler to give it up for the summer or to continue on into my American adventures. This question has been plaguing me the last few weeks. Friends and family are asking, "Are you going to blog in Texas?". I'm not sure where they are going with that question. Do y'all need a vacation, yourselves? You know how I live in the moment. If I say I won't be blogging, I might be blogging everyday. If I say I will, then that's just too much pressure. So, what better time is there for a self serving poll. So don't be shy, vote how you REALLY feel.....this is America, you know (well, sort of). Don't sweat it too much though, cuz you know I'll do what I want anyway.
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No Ringy Dingy Here

For the FIRST time...(pause for effect)... In my ADULT life...(pause for effect)...I am PROUD...(pause for effect)...to inform you that I am a free woman. You were really wondering where I was going with that one, huh? Well, some of you, anyway. Half of you were lost (hi, mom) and the other half were on top of it (hi, Joan). And then there's the half (does that work?) that I just ticked off. You'll survive. Kristi's only been gone a day, so of course the full impact hasn't hit yet. I'm hoping it won't since we'll be leaving ourselves in a couple of days making for a good transition. I haven't touched her messy room yet, so that makes it feel like she's just having an overnighter at a friend's house. I was going to barrel through it this morning, but then realized I have all fall when I get back from the states. Any excuse is a good excuse. What did make me realize that she wasn't around was yesterday when we went to the gym and then later to Bennigan's, it didn't matter if we grabbed the cell phone or not. Who would be calling us? Ring, ring..."Mom, can you...?, "Will you...", "Where are you?", nope, it wasn't going to happen. The Doha lifeline was no longer needed. That's a good thing, I guess. Maybe there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

...Childless in Doha.






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