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Saturday, September 30, 2006

What have you done?


Simple question Simple answer.

I know what some other people have done.

Coffee Calculations



Awww the smell of coffee at midnight....an insomniac's world! I bought a coffee pot today at the big "W". $9.97-wow what a bargain....till I made coffee in it. Apparently it is so new and clean that the water just flows through it like....ummmm water. So I am happy that I have my coffeepot and I go to get my nice cup o joe and what should I see...the fact that apparently 1 tsp of creamer is TOO MUCH for this brew!

It appeared I was drinking dirty milk. I upped the coffee allowance per pot---still nothing! I'm up to a 1/2 cup of coffee for each pot and it's still not very strong. Maybe I should have checked out the Folgers Perfect Amount calculator before I began my quest....according to them it's a 1/1 ratio of cups of water and tablespoons of coffee until you get above 4 servings of coffee (serving being 6 oz). Then it gets tricky.....I won't get into the mathematical equations I was doing on the Texas Instruments calculator from my college days BUT according to the perfect amount calculator for 12 servings (My coffee pot says 12 cup capacity....does anyone know if that is CUPS or SERVINGS...because a CUP is 8 oz and they are basing a serving on 6 oz....If I went off the calculator for the perfect amount I would be off if I went by cups instead of servings....oh well doesn't matter) is 12 tbsp. Hmmm 12 tbsp is what? (I should watch Martha more often I suppose)

Awww the wonders of the internet....Measurement Conversion Table shows that 12 tbsp would be 3/4 of a cup. Hmmm so apparently I am lacking coffee. But now why does my 1/8 of a cup say "Coffee Scoop" on it?!? I think it would be easier if my 3/4 cup said it.....I'd much rather use it once than put 6 scoops in...I attempted to see how many cups of coffee were in a container but I couldn't find it...I did find "Gifts in a Jar" when I searched though....hmmmm is that still popular because if so I'm going to Costco to get the ingredients...Christmas is done!

Anyway back to the coffee....If I drink 3 pots of coffee a day and my coffee cup from Iraq is 8 ounces based on above measurements how many days will a container of coffee last? I swear it's Pre Algebra all over again....Screw it I think this is why people pay $3.85 for Starbucks.

Hmmm Sleeping would be good right now

Monday, September 18, 2006

Good Work NMCB 17

Here is an article regarding some great work that NMCB 17 did in July. Good job Bees!

Navy Seabees work to revive Marine memorial
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Email this story Print By Jonathan Garcia, Rocky Mountain News
July 13, 2006
GOLDEN - At the west corner of Colfax Avenue and West 6th Avenue stands a monument to heroism: the Marine Corps Memorial.
It's been there for more than 30 years, an obscure landmark on the urban landscape.

The president of the Marine Corps Memorial Association himself admitted he had never noticed it until he got involved in the group.

That's about to change thanks to a much-needed restoration. A group of Navy Seabees began work on the memorial last Saturday.

It's one of two memorials in the U.S. dedicated by the Marine commandant to all Marines. Built in September 1975, it features insignias of all six Marine divisions and four Marine air wings and a time capsule with Marine mementos and letters from President Gerald Ford and other officials.

The memorial was built on asphalt, which only has a 30-year life span, according to Joe Porter, president of the MCMA.

A division of Seabees from the Naval Mobile Construction Battalion Seventeen will be replacing the asphalt with more durable concrete as well as installing 52 flagpole supports.

MCMA plans on displaying all 50 state flags at the memorial, along with the Marine Corps flag and a 50-foot-high, 10-by-19-foot U.S. flag.

The Seabee battalion also has done construction for the military in Iraq and other places, according to MCMA Secretary Rick Baum.

"These guys are the ones who are operating the bulldozer with one hand and holding a gun with the other," Baum said.

Brad Perot, builder 2nd class, said he was glad he and the other Seabees could help the Marines' memorial.

"I feel very honored," Perot said. "A lot of those people did not come home.

"It's the least I can do."

The Seabees flag will be put under the U.S. flag during and after construction.

Perot said he's sure the giant American flag will bring greater attention to the memorial, which he also admits to never noticing.

Perot said the Seabees should be done with the concrete work by Sunday.

Priorities

Hubby has always felt that being in the Navy is very important to him. It's not just a thing that he goes to on the weekends. It means something to him and he takes everything very seriously and sometimes the military takes precedence over everything else.....BUT it's good to know that sometimes his choice is different. When asked if he could fly to Battalion next drill weekend because what his job is now is very important and needs a lot of work to get done before they deploy again...He said "I can't Chief...my wife would kill me because the Navy Ball is next month and if I don't take her out on her one night a year that she likes to go out then she would kill me" Damn Straight! Nice to know i'm important sometimes LOL

The End is Always Worse

Ok hubby and I have decided to switch companies. Actually it's been decided that I will come off the road and not drive anymore and he will haul compressed helium out of Wyoming. I think financially and family wise this is much better. The company we are with had a hard time getting him home for drill weekend when he was driving solo and didn't see it as a big deal or something. But it is a big deal! So that began the downfall of our unhappiness where we are currently. And now of course he has a bigger and better job with Battalion so it's important that he is there every weekend.

So we are making the change. There was a conference at Battalion this weekend (I was suppose to be there but unfortunatly financially I couldn't because one of us had to work :) ) SOOOoooo this is my las load. I'm in Detroit and am going to head to Missouri today. I have to deliver this load and then pick up a load headed to south texas which is routed through the yard. Hubby flew home last night (He called me but I was sleeping and told him I had to be up in a couple hours please call back in the morning LOL) and he is doing his last paperwork stuff with the new company today and then he is driving the Jeep out to pick me and the dogs up in Missouri.

So of course since this is the last week of me driving professionally (probably anyway at least over the road) this has to be the worst week ever! Let's just say Walmart sucks and the paperwork was all screwed up this week and a load that should have lasted like 4 days lasted instead 6. So that load ended up not making me any money. And I get this load. Doesn't pay very well but hey it gets me to the place I need to be to get to the yard.....and at this point i'm just done. DONE! But of course it's downtown ghetto Detroit ("Please do not park overnight this is a high crime area and not safe") Ummm k....and you have to back up from a different street for like a block. Couldn't be easy could it?!? I should have bought another pack of smokes....they say it will be awhile :( Well anyway signing off for now....

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Windex & A Yellow Jacket

Today my daughter wanted "something chocolate" that were the perimeters that I was given around 4 pm. So I ran to the store to look for something that would appease the beast....as I was driving home minding my own business a bee must have snuck down my shirt at some point and stung me...I was driving and reached back because I wasn't sure what actually got me...I could feel it in my back still and tried to pull it loose...well that just apparently pissed it off because it stung me again...and once more for giggles before I was able to jack the car into the driveway really fast and jump out. I ran inside and yelled at my daughter to look and see if it was still stuck to my back...yes it was and so she hit it with a shoe to get it off my back and we preceded to kill it. There it was laying on the floor venom coming out along with what looked like a huge piece of my skin left on it's stinger....a YellowJacketOf course I had no ammonia so I ran around the house looking for something....hunched over in pain as the piercing pain shot through my back....Windex...well at least I have that and so I told her to spray it on my back in hopes it had ENOUGH ammonia in it to help ease the pain a bit....It didn't help....I ended up sitting down on the couch and soon I began to feel odd...my chest got tight, my vision was beginning to blur and I felt dizzy....I went to the store to get some medicine but once I was there I was having difficulty walking and my brain was all fuddered up. I ended up not getting the medicine because I couldn't remember what I went to the store for....eventually went home and spoke to my mom about it and she yelled at me to go to the store again and buy some benedryl. I couldn't see it once I got there and asked the pharmacist to please show me where it was...of course I had been looking right at it and missed it. I took it and within a few minutes began to feel better....I'm wiped out but no longer feel like I am drunk...

I wanted to sleep earlier but I had told my daughter that if I fell asleep and couldn't wake up or looked like I couldn't breathe and gave her the phone to call 911. I was scared that she would freak out and poke me once and whisper "Mom can you wake up?" and I would wake up from my nap to find some EMT standing above me LOL So I am better now....it still hurts like a sucker but no ambulance ride was needed.... It's a pain to be alone and not have a ride to the hospital!

Monday, August 14, 2006

Friendship & Drama

Go through your phone book, call people and ask them to drive you to the airport. The ones who will drive you are your true friends. The rest aren't bad people; they're just acquaintances.
Jay Leno

So I was thinking the other day as my daughter and I were having a discussion about her "friends". They are so full of drama that if I had that much going on when I was 11 I would never have gotten through 6th grade!! I guess I kinda did....

My best friend was helping take care of her mom who had been hurt when they were driving home from the daycare and were hit by a drunk driver at 5:30 in the afternoon. Her mother had survived after 9 surgeries and had at least been able to walk with crutches short distances. My friend had scars from the surgeries on her back and her shoulder and her hip. She would never run track again or be able to erase the memories of her 5 year old brother who never made it out of the car. I suppose drama is all in how you look at it.

My daughter can't seem to be friends for more than a day with certain girls she knows. It's just so much work for them. Someone is always emailing someone else and saying they are so and so and that so and so doesnt like you anymore...blah blah blah. "I hate you..... I'm sorry" the emails go back and forth. My daughter reported one as spam and now wishes that she could get emails from her....*sigh* They will invite one another to go to the movies and then wait there for 3 hours and the other person doesn't show up. How is this normal? Why does this happen? Because they are too young....and care too much about whether they have someone they can refer to as their friend.....

See i'm an adult. I do the adult thing. I delete your number out of my phone. It's simple! I don't have an address book that I write things down in....I should considering I found my cell phone once at the bottom of the washing machine and somehow it had stopped saving numbers on the sim card and was saving it to the phone anyway...So if you haven't gotten a call from me in 2 years you might want to try to call! Of course if you were deleted then I just won't click "save" again :) But anyway do you think it's because i'm too old for drama....or too lazy?

I'll go with lazy....it's easier to say that than I'm old (Going to be 30 in March....awww i'm ancient LOL) I try too hard sometimes to be someone's friend I think....I always seem to be making an effort then I begin to think that it's not worth it.....after all friendship shouldn't be that hard. It should just flow....you have things in comman then you figure out you like to hang out. Maybe hanging out is just being with someone! When i'm by myself on the truck and if I don't talk to my hubby sometimes I can go more than a day without having a conversation with someone.....But I can't change that....I have very few friends. Once again it goes back to drama....I meant laziness!

When hubby was gone I had a friend....we did lots of stuff together. He was great I loved spending time with him and some even teased me that I had a "fill in" without the benefits. It didn't matter if we were out at a party, a bar, the movies or just eating chinease at my house. He actually helped me rip out my vanity in my bathroom when I was remodeling!! Now a real friend will come over when you have sweat dripping down your paint covered hair and your face is streaked with dirt because you have been working on the house all day and give himself a hernia trying to pry loose a vanity from 1979!

Then he pissed me off a party...I thought he did something inappropriate once....it had nothing to do with me really except that I didn't think he was respectful of our friendship.....like when you are visiting with a friend at lunch or something and they spend half their time on the cell phone while you are looking around trying to ease drop on other people because you have nothing else to do. I actually gave him a second chance...which is odd for me but I did....then he made a big deal about taking me out for my birthday.... and skipped out to help another "friend". So I was all dressed up to go out and nowhere to go....I didn't even have anyone else I could call....So I stopped calling...or I was "busy" when actually I didn't leave the house for days and even a week at a time except to the store. I had the best social life ever even if it was non existent!

So the drama was too much for me....I'm lazy remember? I'm a social retard sometimes I think LOL But that's okay....Am I saving my daughter from heartache when I tell her that friends like her's aren't worth it? Or am I forcing her to live like me....with nobody to pick her up at the airport?