Velcro vs. My Hair

Like always there is never a dull moment in the office of the Camp Buehring Office.  Between our planking war and the steady exchange of demeaning, ridiculously hilarious e-cards we manage to laugh each day… of course it is usually at someone else’s expense.

You all know that I am the most accident prone person on the face of the earth but a certain female I know is close on my heels.  Nothing like getting a phone call as she starts frantically asking for an ice pack.  How about an ice pack because her clumsy ass decided to slam her face into the door jam.  No names.. no names.

Now to the Velcro… So last week we had to bring in our body armor to make sure it fits properly… hmmm.  So Mr. D has a vest which has a Velcro Police Patch on the front of it.  For some ungodly reason he enjoys tormenting me… much like my husband.  So he comes in to my office and  without much thought (of course men don’t think before they do something stupid) he hits me in the head with this police patch.  My hair is tightly braided completely around my head  and the Velcro is completely glued to my head.  I mean it is stuck!!! Glue would have been easier to remove.   So I am screaming as he tries to remove it from my hair and everyone is laughing so hard tears are starting to roll.  All I can think about is the bald spot they are going to leave when they finally remove this stupid thing from my head.  They try for about 10 mins then I take my  braid out and remove my hair one strand at a time until I finally get this thing out!!!! Seriously… what next!

Quote for the day:

May each of you allow happiness in your lives even if it is for a brief second, it may only take a smile over breakfast, a compliment when your day has been long, a phone call or text from a friend or telling someone you they're important.  Give someone happiness today!

The Heat is Rising

So an update from the hot and helpless:

Kuwait, Kuwait,Kuwait. How I hate thee! 5 months down and 4 months to go!

Groundhog day continues in the great desert of Kuwait. We have been keeping very busy over here as we constantly are being visited by people who want to check up on our work. Never a dull moment.  We have been entertaining each other by leaving funny e.cards on each other’s desks.  The love we share for each other is nicely translated by the following:

 

(provided to me from my favorite colleague Mr. Dale)

 

(provided to Ms. Washington from her domestic partner Mr. Dale)

 And for all the ladies who are tired of telling their men "I told you so"

Chaplin time:

First some background on the Chaplin. He is Korean and in his late 40’s I think. He was suckered into the Army at 40. English is his second language. He has been married for 20 years. He has been mostly in all male Combat Arms units. But he has got to be the funniest, nicest guy I have met in a long time.  If I was stationed with him, I would most certainly go to his sermon every week. And if you know me well. You know that I would not make that statement lightly. 

Anywho!  So a few weeks ago. Our Group Chaplin came from Germany and visited with us.  It was good to hear him speak about his experiences.  There always comes a time in all of our lives where we need words of encouragement to get our minds back on track. He provided this encouragement. 

A summary of his words:  Live a First Class Life. Strive for what you want. Surround yourself with first class people who provide love, happiness and encouragement. Too many people are content with a Second Class Life and like to attempt and bring down those of us who want a First Class Life. Life is too short to not set another goal or dream another dream. Don't let those who are content with less affect you. You control your happiness and destiny. There are no limitations.

He had plenty of great stories to share with us and it made for a good visit.  But we were fortunate to hang out with him again the next day down in Arifjan.  I enjoyed a full day hanging out with the Chaplin, Ms. M and Ms. Dez.  We laughed so hard with the chaplin that we nearly all needed some adult diapers.  Some of the key words which we taught him were as follows:

A Dime.. or Dime piece  (He says if you’re not a dime than you’re a nickel)

-If you ask him what his wife is he will tell you “a hundred dollar bill” (Smart man)

-Eye candy

-Friends with Benefits (no sir not the movie)

I am sure there was a few other interesting words which he used. He says these words will help him related to some of the other soldiers.  Needless to say he is very down to earth. We may have also convinced him to get a tattoo of his wife’s name on his body.  Not sure if this is legal for chaplains to do or not.  So anyway he begs the three ladies to take a picture with him. He calls us “Charlies Angels” with badges and guns. 

Hope everyone is ready for summer. Did I mention 4 more months left.