Here I am

From time to time I get adgetated with things. The general circumstances of ones life, like we all do. Earlier I carried in fire wood for the next few day's. I turned and looked back at the house. There was just a hint of light shining in the sky giving a silhouette to the house, trees and a distant mountain. I looked at it for a second and I blurted out loud that when I come back from Iraq some things are going to change.

It's nice to have fresh Deer meat for Supper. It's "Supper", not Dinner. Dinner is Lunch. It's Breakfast, Dinner, Supper. That's the way it is...But, to say so is to be called a Hick. If you don't believe me look it up in the Dictionary. That's the way the meals are referred to by the older folks. I use it at times. But, it's a dieing thing in the South. Maybe here in Appalachia and other rural areas of the South are hold outs.

I had the most fun Hunting over Thanksgiving weekend. I hunted three different places in two different counties. Stories could be told, but, not now. I may take Friday off in addition to some of next week to Hunt. I won't Hunt this weekend. I have Drill. It's the Drill I like the least, the Christmas Drill where there is a big Unit Christmas Party. It's nothing against Christmas, but, I'd rather Train than watch the Sergeant Major dressed as Santa Claus have kids dance around him. Especially when I know one of my buddies could be dropping a Buck, and the food is way to be desired. But, if I was to go back to the day I left Active Duty, I would go in The Army Reserve all over again. I might have stayed on Active Duty another year, my friends invaded Panama with out me.

It's the last of November. I don't look forward to it going. Why? I have to move the calendar to the next month. I really enjoy the November Girl. I don't want to see her go. I have a Wicked Weasel calendar( I can see Ed grinning) they start the dates on Monday and end them on Sunday. It runs from Monday to Sunday, and that can throw you off. But, you'll not find a more cheerful calendar. I don't know if all Australian Calendars are like that. I'll have to ask. I've been pen pal'n with an Australian Girl, she told me what vegemite was this week. Knowledge is power and I now have more knowledge so therefore, I'm now more powerful. Wasn't that sweet of her.

Here is a short but, very interesting Hunting Story. Take it from someone who has ran Bears out of his yard, stood in front of them with nothing but a .410 Shotgun and has Hunted them off and on through the years...They're not Teddy Bears!

Also I have the NCOER to write. It's tuff to write one on someone you don't really know. I've asked others about him, read his last three reports, trying to do everything to be fair to him. But, it's still finding the right words. I'm ashamed to say that I got wrapped up in things and failed to have it written yet. Now, I have a couple of day's to "Git R Done". Honestly, I'm tired of hearing that.

I've rambled, you enjoyed it all of you Suicide Kings and Drama Queens, but, I'm not yet ready to talk about the things on my mind.
I'm going to miss Claire...
Appalachian Intellectual