I got up around 0830 and made some sludge coffee. I surfed facebook and planted the seed for a possible hunting trip in May. I might be going black bear hunting in AK, but we'll see if it works out. So far my wife says "OK", but it's one of those "OK's" where if you go you are going to get into big trouble. More to come on this one.
At 0945 I took my daughter to the stables for her weekly riding lesson. Tomomi, my daughters (Raychael) instructor was shocked that I knew a few Japanese words. She speaks a little English, but not enough to carry on a conversation. She'd be kinda hot if she gained 20 pounds, did some squats, and got a boob job.
Anyway, my daughter finished her lesson and we came back to the base. When I walked into my apartment I got a face full of angry momma who isn't liking Japan this week and let me know that that since I brought up going on a hunting trip was like pouring salt into a seeping wound. I dumped some more salt into the wound by telling her to quit whining (BTW don't ever take marital advise from me).
After a good fight or three we went to the grocery store and tailors. My new evening dress jacket was too short so I've got to order a new one. This really sucks because the USMC B-day ball is in 10 days. With any luck my new jacket and rank insignias will be here in time, but I'm not counting on it. I'll probably be the only field grade officer wearing dress blues. That would just be icing on the cake for this fucking tour.
Alhora, so after a while she calmed down and we started getting ready for an E-8 and above Halloween party the base was having. I had planned on painting my head in glow in the dark paint, but it never came in on time. My wife's friend knew of a girl who did face painting so we gave her a call. She did a pretty darn good job too. I tried using glow stick fluid on my hands, but the make up soaked up the stuff and it didn't work.
So we go to the party and get a good buzz. Now I'm home, on facebook, reading about all of your hunting trips.
