Real Men Have Beards

Jeff was shooting for Amrose Burnside. I think he looks like a cross between Chuck Norris and Wolverine…..but cooler.

It has been incredibly hot. It was 114 degrees the other day. The only thing you can think about while you are outside is that you have to get inside. Sweat instantly evaporates and your clothes feel hot against your skin. When you get inside you get wet because the sweat is still coming but you are out of the oven. I KNOW that everyone stinks, but you are so use to it you don’t really smell it anymore. I feel bad for the Ugandans who stand post, they make like $500.00 a month and they are always outside. $500.00 must be a lot of money in Uganda….

Guy is off to camp this week. I am looking forward to hearing about how he liked it.

Leave your vote for manliest beard!!

Packer Fans are Bitter

I am guessing that the creator of this poster owns a hat that looks like a block of cheese.

I had an embarassing moment yesterday. The barbers here are Turks. The Turks that I have seen are really hairy guys. Thick beards, eyebrows, and furry arms. I had one of these Chewbaca looking guys ask me if I wanted my eyebrows trimmed. I am thinking that if this arm pit with eyes is telling me I neede a trim I had better take it. Genetics can be cruel. I am guessing that poor little Ava is going to be an artist with an eyebrow plucker by the time she is 16.

Happy Fathers Day

I haven’t written in a while because I have had a little more work to do. The senior enlisted Marine in my section went back to the States so I have been filling in for him. No training, no experience, NO problem!! The Marines that I work with are awesome so I just have to stay out of their way and answer the occasional question, and make sure that people are where they are suppose to be, when they are suppose to be there. It has been a cakewalk. I also quit writing because I didn’t think that anyone was reading it anymore. Stephanie has told me otherwise.

It was an uneventful Father’s Day out here. I spent most of the day putting out fires. Not real fires, just fixing problems. That is pretty much what I do out here. Marines have problems like: they need to get back to the states, they don’t get along with another Marine, they want advice on how to get something they want / need, they want to vent that their subordinate / supervisor is a moron. I am kind of like a guidance counselor….with a pistol….and a lot of bullets.

I was looking through my pictures and found some good. I am here to tell you that I never would have guessed that I would love being a Dad as much as I do. I threw one in there of Shawn for you Auntie Eileen. That is when he came out and visited us in Okinawa. I am sure that y’all would rather see the kids then pictures of sand. There is not a lot of interesting stuff out here to take pictures of. I have been in the same three square miles for the last five months so I never think to take pictures.

I have a date when I am suppose to be home. I won’t say when though. I haven’t even told Stephanie. There is still a great deal of uncertainty when it comes to people leaving. I heard three completely different things from people in positions of authority last week. It is emotionally draining. The Corps often makes knee jerk over reactions to events and circumstances. It is magnified out here to the tenth degree. It is all part of the job….but that doesn’t make it easier. Regardless, I am cautiously optimistic.

Stephanie and the kids are in Indiana. I call Stephanie about twice a week. They sound like they are having a great time. Ava is really whiney, but that is par for the course. They are going to the Children’s Museum tomorrow. Hopefully, her Highness will allow her subjects to enjoy themselves.

I think that I am going to bring Guy with me when I go to Minnesota to pick up my truck. I REALLY miss him and I think it would be cool to have all that time with him. It would be awesome if we could make it up there while the Fair is going on. Pronto Pups, cheese curds, and French fries….Yum! Hopefully we can find some where to stay…..somewhere with a six and a half foot television….and a pool table…..and Mountain Dew.

I look forward to reading your comments about what y’all did for Father’s day.

I also can’t wait to hear how Katie’s softball team does this week!!

Fun at the Beach

This picture got sent from Camp Lejeune. I have never heard of crocs in the ocean in North Carolina.....but there he is. They say this was taken at Onslow Beach.

Apparently the croc wanted to know if Zelda, Otto, or Callie were coming to visit anytime soon. He wants to make a lunch date with them.

I miss everyone!!!!