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christmas in kuwait - when you don't know what to do...
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tashabear
tashabear
christmas in kuwait
You can keep it. It's been raining for two days, everything is flooded, and I'm wet from mid-thigh down. This includes my boots. Also, I'm crampy, and I have two big cold sores on my lower lip, and there's no Lip Medex in sight (I know people will recommed Carmex, but I'm telling you, Lip Medex is the absolute bomb for getting rid of cold sores).

On the other hand, I'm not getting shot at, and we had a nice dinner in the beautifully decorated chow hall in lieu of MREs, so it's not all bad. I have also recieved lovely parcels and cards from all sorts of people (yes, Bubba, I got your card weeks ago, and I'm a horrible slacker for not thanking you sooner. Also, Morgaine, I got your package, too, and shared the goodness with my workmates. Everyone else I think I have already thanked) -- thank you all so very much. It really does mean a lot to all of us that you think of us and take the time out of your days to make the effort to send us even a note, never mind the wonderful bounty we have gotten here during our time in Kuwait. So thank you again; it means more than you could know.

But still... the weather is making even going potty problematic. Now I not only have to find my pants to go out in the night, but put on boots and a coat, and go out the other end of the tent and across the street to the command cell potties because the route to the one I usually use is completely and totally flooded. One doesn't even like to contemplate going to the showers, because the towels will be wet before you even get there. (I'll probably put mine in a plastic bag when I go, come to think of it.)

I guess I'm just a little cranky. I really like Christmas morning at my mom's, and I don't get that this year. But everyone's safe and relatively healthy, I'm at work, but only so we can say that we were open (though we'll help anyone that comes by, if their issues can't wait till tomorrow), and I have new movies to watch and a kick-ass set of headphones with which to listen to my beeyooteeful iPod -- I swear, I was starting to not like it, and it was all the fault of those crap-ass headphones I was using *shakes tiny fist* -- so really, it could be a lot worse. I'm not sure my sentence formatting could be, but there you go.

Also, I really like the Christmas-themed icon that I made. (I made it for a contest, but they said we could release them before the voting.) I'm usually all Scrooge-y about seasonal decorating, but artistically, I'm happy with how it turned out, and sentimentally, I'm so in tune with it.

65 days.

ETA: Holy crap, look at my little "drained" mood theme! How cute is that?

i feel: drained drained

5 trips or shoot the rapids
Comments
From: reasdream Date: December 25th, 2005 05:13 pm (UTC) (base camp)
*hugs*
sandthistle From: sandthistle Date: December 26th, 2005 12:52 am (UTC) (base camp)
Christmas hug from the prairie (even if I've done the time thing correctly and technically it's past Christmas there now...)

*HUG*
was1 From: was1 Date: December 27th, 2005 04:54 am (UTC) (base camp)
(*hug*) It's even raining back here in New England.
Hang in there, you're getting closer to coming home every day.
sgt_majorette From: sgt_majorette Date: December 27th, 2005 06:57 am (UTC) (base camp)
Christmas nasty and pissing rain in NYC, too.

"If it ain't rainin', it ain't trainin'", as the butterbar kiddies used to say...
tashabear From: tashabear Date: December 27th, 2005 07:04 am (UTC) (base camp)
"If it ain't rainin', it ain't trainin'", as the butterbar kiddies used to say...

Mmmyeah... Next person who says that to me (IRL) gets hit in the back of the head with a shovel. Same goes for people who try to convince me that walks in the rain are "romantic."
5 trips or shoot the rapids