I think he said something to the effect of "Just smile and she'll quit taking our picture."
I seem to have a thousand pictures of each pose, which is one downfall of a digital camera. They aren't all bad, they are just different, and I can't seem to get rid of them.
In my "Great Downsizing 2010", I am purging pictures too. My delete button is getting a workout, and when I am not doing that, I am ridding my house of extra beer glasses (three and a half years in Germany gave me enough, I don't need any from the States!), belt buckles (Gunner doesn't even wear belt buckles, so why am I carting this around?), wax candles of animals (do I really need a walrus in my shrunk?), and more and more clothes. If you were to visit my house now, you wouldn't know I come from a long line of hoarders! I told Gunner he would be shocked.
I haven't gotten to my overflowing garage (boy do I miss my basement), but my neighbor was telling me that because of our location there have been mice that have gotten in the garage. Eek! My goal now is to have the garage purged before the first snow, so I can park my car inside. Wish me luck, especially since I now have to figure out what to do with all these bikes we own. I'm sure there is some kind of mounting system I can use.....any recommendations?
I've heard from Gunner several times over the last couple of days, and all is well in the land of the Taliban. He's in a very small location, not so good conditions, and is still smiling. The shower shack had been broken since he arrived, but it was fixed the other day so I am hoping he was finally able to shower. I can't imagine sharing a tent with 23 other guys smelling that gross. Another reason I did not join the Army, I like my showers.
I'm back on the workout bandwagon and am in the process of completing my training sessions that Gunner was unable to finish. My abs are killing me. I got a quick two mile run in the other day, and am hoping CYS doesn't drain me so I can get another few miles in today. Tomorrow is the one mile Walk for the Fallen here, and in two weeks is the 5K for the Fallen.
My random question of the day--What's your favorite part of back to school? Mine has to be picking them up after the first day and hearing what happened. It's kind of like a Fox News ticker in that they tell me once and then repeat the same thing over and over. It's my favorite time of the day.