bad bad bad

I had the worse night EVER!!!! I could hear little mice under my house. Yuck. I went to be at a reasonable time. Where i was wakened by a bat flying around. Scary. My neighbour's alarm went off at 6am, very loudly. Frustrating. Then i come down stairs, go to the car to get my extra glasses (because there is no way i am going back into my bedroom with a bat still in there!!!), come back into the kitchen, and there are raccoons in my back yard! One drinking out of the pool! INFURIATING!!!

I am not happy this morning. I have a really bad cold, i didnt sleep well, and i have no idea how i am going to get dressed this morning. I can find the humour in this. Just not yet. And to top it all off, i cant find my cinnamon bun recipe.

"They Say That in the Army..."

I am so anxious!!! I am having a hard time focusing on anything right now. It's easier to be distracted by, well, anything than stay on task. I hate that we STILL dont know where Thomas is going to be posted to. Why must it take so stinking long?! Thomas keeps saying 'hopefully by the end of next week'. Well, no kidding!!! The course ends the week after, and parade is in 19 days! What the heck!?

Seriously, they have to have an idea by now! They have to have made a decision! What's the hold up?! I want to be assured that everything is ok... that we will be ok. I want to be able to make plans... this waiting for so long just isnt fun anymore. I try to remind myself that it is an adventure... but if i dont know where i am going, it is just stressful.

I usually love anticipation.. but at Christmas. I am trying to remember that this is an exciting time, with Thomas' promotion... and a new house. But i just want to know where i will be so that i can begin the adventure.

ARGH!!!

Please God, give me patience, so i dont have to be frustrated. You set all things in motion. And i know that this, too, will be good.

Peter

Someone at Thomas' work suggested getting a dog. Thomas asked who would take care of it. They said Jul. To which Thomas said that Jul cant keep fish alive, let alone a dog!!!

About 6 weeks ago, Jul went fishing with his best friend Peter and his father Lei. When they got back they brought the fish all home. But one was alive, in a bucket. Jul and Peter come running in, showing it to me... then dump this sunfish (which happened to be bigger than this one in the picture) into our fish tank!!!

So, for weeks, this stinking fish, that Jul has called Peter, is swimming around, jumping and hitting the lights... and in all just making a mess of the tank! We released it back into the lake last weekend... after it ate all but one of the fish.

So after telling this story to Thomas' co-worker, the person said that Jul did a great job keeping the big fish alive!

Hmph. I guess it is all perspective.

I have no words for this. But i agree.

My mind is running every which way and back again. I am trying to stay focused on now. And right now, i need to bake. But what i have been thinking about is: where are we going to be in 6 months. Not figuratively, but literally.

Posting season is usually July for military members. Seeing as Thomas is on course right now, that isnt possible. So, he will be posted in August. But where? Have they already decided? And if so, why are they waiting so long to tell us! I feel a bit of comfort in thinking it has been decided already. In the mean time, Thomas is working like crazy to be 'Top Candidate' so that he has top choice of locations. (Or more importantly, of jobs.)

And i'm being greedy. I want a bigger house. I feel that i need a bigger house, and in many ways i do! 900 sq.f. is not enough for 5 of us. Or at least not enough for me to be able to keep it clean. Well, tidy. I detest using anti-bacterial soaps, and this has only reinforced why!!! (look past the rant about rock stars!)

Clover

Clover calls thistles 'pistols', and gorillas 'granolas'. She gives the evil eye to strangers, yet can melt their hearts when she smiles. Plays in beautiful dresses that shouldnt be played in... sneaks around eating all the lolly pops, then hides the evidence. Sings constantly in her sweet little nasally voice.

This child drives me crazy!!! And i love her so much! Her large dark eyes with thick lashes. Her sweet little nose. Her 'gorgeous' smile.

pictures to follow, once i find them!

Softball

I am loving softball. I didnt expect that i would enjoy it as much as i do. Maybe it's due to the fact that i am way better than i thought i would be.

This past Thursday night i got slammed in the ankle with a very fast (and ill named) softball. Seeing as it is now Saturday... and it is still swollen, and still very sore, i'm wondering if i should have it checked out. I would hate to miss the game on Monday, and so i am avoiding being told something i dont want to hear. When i was 18 i broke my finger playing football... told the teacher i broke it, she said i didnt, so i kept playing. Finally on the advice of the volleyball coach i went 3 or 4 days later to have it xrayed. I still have a huge lump on my finger from the bone fragment... and it hurts if i havent knit in a while and then start up again.

So... i am reluctant to see a doctor. I hate thinking i am weak. And i know that ignoring the problem, doesnt fix it. I can walk on it... so everything is ok.

Right?