You asked for it..you got it!

After work today I went to Vicky’s house bearing goodies-strawberries and chocolate dip- and even though she has a riproaring case of laryngitis she

let it be known that I WOULD  update my blog tonight. So, alrighty then!

 Amber had just returned from her first drill with the Guard and wasn’t moving very fast. She was so sore..said she had done about 300 pushups and had been fed poorly, had a miserable cot to sleep on ( in the classroom), etc. Anyway, in the course of the moaning and groaning she said she had a new name the whole time she was there and it was “F%^#$%G Hunt.” Of course I had known that was going to happen..not the exact language but that verbally abusing them and in your face stuff was part of the toughening  up process. Then she said something that had Vicky and I rolling on the floor. She said that the drill instructor ran behind them on the  runs yelling. “Faster, you turds.” For some reason that just cracked us up and the fact that she took these things and went on just proved again how much she is growing  up.

On a different note I had the strangest thing happen at work a few days ago. As most of you know I work the back room at the cafe. So here I come around the corner with two dinners in my hands and  what do I see? A large lady is sitting  sideways in the booth with her stretch pants pulled down under her rather large stomach giving herself an insulin shot. There it was for all to see. I didn’t know what to do..go forward or turn around and pretend I didn’t see.  I chose to stand there until she was finished. I was the only one embarrassed (or stunned). She pulled her pants back up and acted as if that was not unusual and her husband did the same. Okay, then, so did I. What would you have done? Am I the only one who thinks that is not right?

I only slept about 3 or 4 hours last night and I am going to “medicate” myself and, hopefully, do better tonight. Promise to update more often.