BLESSED!!

This blog is written for my beloved husband who is his family's hero. Jason who serves his country through the army, with dedication and loyalty has a family who supports him. This is for him to read while he is stationed in different parts of the world.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven

Dear Ja,
Well it's back to life. . .back to reality.  Terilynne left last night.  That morning we went on a Dolphin Excursion!  It was a blast.  We took a boat out to the depths of the ocean, spotted a team of dolphins and jumped in with snorkel gear.   It was amazing, the first part of it anyway.  That was before I got sea sick and puked all over myself in the ocean floating upright in my life jacket.  Never thrown up vertically before.  It was kinda convenient with the water right there to just splash in my face when I was done.  I looked up and saw everyone from the tour staring at me and keeping their distance.  All I could reply was, "Well, at least you know I'm not contagious." They seemed more assured after that.  They did need to drop me off at the harbor with 2 hours left to go as I wasn't doing so good.  Learn something new about yourself everyday, yeah?  I slept in the car while waiting for those couple hours like a log.  Guess it took a lot out of me.  The first thing I said was, "Did you bring me any food?"  My stomach needed it.
I dropped her off at the airport about 7pm and since it was a late Monday, I just swung through McD's for the FHE treat.  Ice cream sundaes.  I'm actually glad to be back in schedule now.  I like playing and going off schudule but like too, to get back.  Season's change even if the weather doesn't.  We went to Ben's pre-K class this morning and Farmer's market at the park.  I met the new moms I'll be friends with for this winter/spring term so it feels good.  My bliss was short-lived as I left when I got pulled over by a cop for turning left out of the parking lot (a no left-turn sign was apparently there.)  It's OK I just played dumb and said I just moved here.  He was nice.  I always seem to get out of it.  I think it comes from my dad's genes. Wish I could say my luck is just as good when it comes to keeping my cell phone charged.  La la.
Luv, Shan
PS One of the moms I met at the park is your patient.  She had a brain tumor wrapped around the back of her left eye.  Amazing story.  She wants to re-schedule with you for follow-up.  Small world us military moms.

1 comment:

Terri said...

Blah. I was about your age when dad and I took our first (and only) deep sea snorkeling tour. That is quite possibly my worst memory ever! We were not so lucky as to be droppped off early though. Dad and I got sick within the first hour at our first reef and then had to just lie on the deck wishing for death while the rest of the tour went to another reef for another 4 hrs.!!