So no more in room internet for hubby. Noone wanted to pay a full month for just a couple weeks so it was turned off. Lines at the cafe are nasty, and he said he’d try late his night. I stupidly said I won’t go anywhere until I hear from you. But then again, I have no water so I can’t get a shower or anything to get ready anyhow. So here I sit. Staring at the screen willing him to appear. While this is by no mean the worst part of the extension, it’s on the list. For 10 months we’ve had regular, twice a day or more contact online. Not knowing when I’ll hear from him next is almost torture. It’s something I’ll adjust to eventually, and I have ways to make it easier to not miss him. One of those I need to check out today. If I can ever get out of the house.

I’m going to have to brush my teeth with bottled water I guess. The joys of living in a construction zone.

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I guess being a stubborn, bullheaded capricorn is my best asset these days. It used to be a bad thing. Just ask my Mom, she’ll tell you all about it. But that’s part of what has gotten me through the last 11 months and will get me through the next however many. I’m embracing my stubborn bitch! Anyhow, I talked to Ken today, he’s in good spirits now. We are so in tune with each other, and will feed off of the others state of mind. I’ve been staying upbeat and positive the last couple days and so is he. It was a shock for us both, but heck Army life is a shock in general around every corner. By the way, whomever thinks my “overy positive and too hooah” attitude is annoying and doesn’t want to hear it, well remove me now because I’m not changing it for anything. I’m with by the way, I’m not counting this time. He’ll be home when I get the call saying he’s home. The press keeps using this 4 months timeline, and boo I say. I ain’t fallin for that again:P fool me once…

Anyhow, I seem to have refound my swing. I was going to have a Jammie Day like Lizz. But I ended up doing laundry, dishes, and making dinner. I’m waiting for my Spanish Rice to boil, and after that I’ll put my Enchiladas in the oven. Yes, that’s right ya’ll, the girl can cook. Ok, so I cheated on the spanish rice and used Zatarains, but I still diced my own tomatoes. And the enchiladas are handmade. When I go grocery shopping this week I’m stocking my baking supplies. I want to make a recipe I have for Better Than Sex Chocolate Cake. Hey…if I can’t have sex, BY GOD I WILL HAVE CAKE!!!

I want to get as much housecleaning done tonight as I can, I’m going to the gym tomorrow morning, showering, changing, and going into the red cross for the afternoon if I can and the kids cooperate. And tomorrow’s dinner involves chicken, I’m just not sure what the sides will be or which chicken recipe I’ll be using. I want to try the apple and almond chicken but all I have are walnuts, maybe I’ll try that. I have the apples anyhow. Well I smell good things and hear bubbles…cyaaaaaaaa

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this sucks.

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