Carabi Eezidik?
Monday found me at one of the Iraqi gates slamming my hand down on the side of their shack they use for badging. Carabi eezidik? I had had enough. For months we have been trying to put Escorting over onto the Iraqis. It’s part of the transition…It’s going to happen. The Mp’s at the gate were not letting the MP’s from the Depot sign for the contractors to be escorted. Suddenly it had to be an Officer. Everyday it was a new rule. I demanded the rules in writing. The Iraqi MPs working the gate were taken back by my aggression. I was directed to their Officer. I told him, a Lt. Colonel and a Major that I was tired of them making rules up as they went and that the Escorts were MP’s, had the power to arrest someone and that it was ridiculous ( I know man, I told you not to use that word, I insinuated) he could not escort the people he could arrest. I told them I was calling my Captain, their Senior Advisor, and my Commander and we were going to get it straight. Today!
I walked out and started making calls. I knew the calls were futile. They were in the Security meeting which is half day affair on Monday’s. It dawned on them…if this Sergeant was so mad…Then his Officers will be too…They recanted…Only this time they said. Their Senior Advisor straightened it out later.
Unfortunately, my little tirade was necessary. Part of it was an act… some of it was a vent. But, sometimes we have to buck heads to come to a consensus or actually get something done. Even with the Army, you be “no better friend, no worse enemy”. The next time I see them I’ll treat them as complete gentleman…”Sallam Allacum, Sadi”. A salute followed by my hand over my heart. Something that is second nature to me now. Something I’m surprised I didn’t do while I was home on leave. If I had acted in that way with US Officers, I would have been severely reprimanded…But, I got results.
Bosco warmed back up to me before I left. My Ex…I wish I had a better name than something associated with negativity…explained to me that Bosco was mad at me for leaving. That she didn’t understand. So, that means I have to put up with that again next summer (or fall even). As long as she keeps her ass end out of the reach of Bear Claws.
Mustafa the Mouse is gone. Last night at about 2300 he woke me up. I only intended to make him be quiet, but, he was in the card board box I use as a trash can. He got real still. I picked up the box and he started scurrying. I opened the door and sat the box and him outside. Happy scavenging, Mustafa.
The Appalachianist
posted by Hill Billy Rave | Wednesday, November 15, 2006
25 Comments:
If there wasn't any negativity towards the Ex, wouldn't she then NOT be an ex? Can't really call an ex the 'love of your life' or something that positive since they are an EX. Or maybe you mountain men do things differently.
Murf, no one you know is without some negative feelings. Love is not blind and it's not pure. I've said I'll go to my grave loving her and I will. She was a good part of my life as well as the bad. We're friends now. So what? She prays for me each night, she deserves better.
Glad you got some results..sometimes it takes being firm like that.
It is good that you and your ex are friends, so am I with mine!
Life is too short to carry a grudge, so I really don't. If I am upset with something, I put it out there, then it's over!
Stay safe cutie!
~xo
Thanks for the exclamation mark Lee Ann. Your right. That and you hae such pretty eyes...
XO back at ya.
the heart is a funny thing. it is naturlly divided.into four chambers i am told,,two for our partents, one for our god, and one for the one we really love...
I think I'm getting a cavity. :)
well m(urf) that's the risk you take when you don't know what you're bitting into..or perhaps,, your just trying to chew too much;)
Anonymous, nothing goes into my mouth that I don't know what it is so it must be the second option. :)
Annon, if that was really true no one would have room for their kids or anyone else for that matter. There is a saying, love doesn't divide, it multiplies.
Hold it it's not in Eclisastes, it's somewhere else...II Colosians? Hang on, I'll remember it...
The rest of that is amongst you and M!
the little part above is part of a poem,what a silly thing to give..it was part of required reading in school. what it really pertains to is this, the parts to the mother and father are anything that require a male or female gender, including wives and husbands, and yes even children, the God, secion is that, including anything spiritual, or influanceing the spirit, and the part for the one we really love is pertaining to anything we may put above or between these relationships,,money, work, etc..so while we say we can't work things out with a peson it is usually out of conflict with something we hold higher,, but yes we do still feel for that person.
i think you are thinking of 2 corinthians, chapter 5, verse 14. for the love of Christ constraineth us; because we thus judge, that if one died for all, then we all are dead.
No Annon, that ain't it...Where are you to read my mind, Sage? Hold on let me get my Bible out...It's about what love is and what it aint...You are so Biblically knowledgable, Annon...Hey! Found it! 1st. Corinthians 13/4-8 and then there is 13/13..."Now these three things remain:faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love"
I love you'l man...and I don't have to get stumbling drunk and annoying to say it.
That's it? All anyone wants to talk about is not holding grudges and love. No one talking about Bosco, who is holding a grudge on me, or the Iraqis just being dificult? This is so damn mushy.
Yeah, I wouldn't have figured that this blog would be the site of a lovefest when you haven't even posted a picture of you in your boots. Now that I mentioned it, Janie and I need to see a new picture of you in your boots. :)
Murf, I was going to post one the other day. You'de get me and Twister both in Bear Hunting mode. But, Picasa gave me a fit.
What is it with women and boots?
So...gonna try reposting it?
Don't ask, AI. Just enjoy the fact that something so simple could bring someone so much joy. :)
I have to tell ya that I have one Soldier who likes women in combat boots...that Soldier sure can go on! It's Not just men in boots....
Though please...do post! Good idea, M~ !!
When you get back for good...that Bosco is gonna show you... lots of loving..and by your side, although it'll be after she shows you how mad she is...( :
I agree...Greatest of things...Love.
Hugs!!
So what about poor Bosco, Mustafa is out scrounging in the cold. Who is showing him love and all he did was be a mouse. I read all the comments and no one even mentioned poor Mustafa who by now must be nearly an ex-mouse cold and hungry and cold (I said cold already).
Actually, I said in the previous entry that he's probably better off being on his own rather than having to live with AI.
Janie, I like women in boots too, but, not Combat Boots...Now,I've been qouted on Blogger as wanting to see a woman(Jennifer Anniston I think) in her Fathers Combat Boots, but, that's a Cracker Lyric.
Sipes, it's down in the 40's. Mustafa has probably found a new GI to tear into his care packages by now. He could be an insurgent.
Murf, I didn't want the damn mouse.
It's time for another post.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving over there--if that is possible--I enjoy reading your post.
I know you didn't want the 'damn mouse'. Geez. Go get some sleep.
and a happy Thanksgiving to all of you and take care sarge, take great care Bill Sipes
love,,,with combat boots and feathers..i missed that part of the bible,, (lol)...but i know i would be shouting "Amen,,may i have another sir"
Uhm, Anonn...That was Fathers Combat Boots...No feathers involved. Where is your mind? Oh, don't worry we all know. Winged feet, right?
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