This is not just another day in hell hole....
First I met up with another women my age- wow! Rare...most of the people here are..ummm- not my age. I was just thinking that maybe I was too old for this job. Thanks to GI Joe, I'm having second thoughts. I should've resorted to the old Maria and just told him to "F" off. That always made me feel better. But it's a new day and a new Maria and I am pleased to say that it feels really good to be nice all of the time....even when my teeth are clenched!
My palate was discombobulated from my recent encounter with GI Joe and it left a bad taste in my mouth, so I haven't been running around thanking them for their service. Today, I happened upon some soldiers by the smoking tent, except these guys had unfamiliar uniforms on. I was checking them out, (wink!) when I realized that they were in the Navy. I stuck up a conversation and told them all about my sister and uncle who also served in the Navy. We discussed 911 and the World Trade Center and they told me of some of their stories...well guess what? I had some stories to tell back! Yes! This is the reason I came here, the adventure! So as we parted company I said from the heart, "Thank you for your service!" (and thank you for reminding me that most soldiers are the good guys)
We are getting split up. Oh No!!! I'm just getting used to my new team and off one goes. And they would take the one that I go to chow with. The powers that be said they wanted a guy. This has got to be a first. Guys are a dime a dozen here. There's a woman behind every tree- and no trees- ha, ha, ha! So for once I get to stay. Not that I'm happy about that. It's still freezing in my tent, but good news is that I still have my heavy duty sleeping bag. I just can't get out of the sucker in the morning. I put on what clothes that I can and hold my breath...(I was thinking this morning as I was doing it- just why am I holding my breath? If you don't see your breath or the frost, is it still as cold?)
And another thing happened. Some guys came to get me to see if I wanted some furniture that was getting tossed. I'm touched that they thought of me. People are so nice here. I guess I will have to think of a new name for this place. So out with hell hole in with.... stay tuned!
First I met up with another women my age- wow! Rare...most of the people here are..ummm- not my age. I was just thinking that maybe I was too old for this job. Thanks to GI Joe, I'm having second thoughts. I should've resorted to the old Maria and just told him to "F" off. That always made me feel better. But it's a new day and a new Maria and I am pleased to say that it feels really good to be nice all of the time....even when my teeth are clenched!
My palate was discombobulated from my recent encounter with GI Joe and it left a bad taste in my mouth, so I haven't been running around thanking them for their service. Today, I happened upon some soldiers by the smoking tent, except these guys had unfamiliar uniforms on. I was checking them out, (wink!) when I realized that they were in the Navy. I stuck up a conversation and told them all about my sister and uncle who also served in the Navy. We discussed 911 and the World Trade Center and they told me of some of their stories...well guess what? I had some stories to tell back! Yes! This is the reason I came here, the adventure! So as we parted company I said from the heart, "Thank you for your service!" (and thank you for reminding me that most soldiers are the good guys)
We are getting split up. Oh No!!! I'm just getting used to my new team and off one goes. And they would take the one that I go to chow with. The powers that be said they wanted a guy. This has got to be a first. Guys are a dime a dozen here. There's a woman behind every tree- and no trees- ha, ha, ha! So for once I get to stay. Not that I'm happy about that. It's still freezing in my tent, but good news is that I still have my heavy duty sleeping bag. I just can't get out of the sucker in the morning. I put on what clothes that I can and hold my breath...(I was thinking this morning as I was doing it- just why am I holding my breath? If you don't see your breath or the frost, is it still as cold?)
And another thing happened. Some guys came to get me to see if I wanted some furniture that was getting tossed. I'm touched that they thought of me. People are so nice here. I guess I will have to think of a new name for this place. So out with hell hole in with.... stay tuned!
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