Randomness

Sorry for the lack of creative title. Just not feelin' it right now.

First things first, I keep fluctuating from 161-162 followers. What's up with that? It kinda makes me sad too. Gaining readers makes me happy. I've never lost one before. *sad faces*

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Anyway, moving on. I've been a total hermit today. I've also barely moved from the couch. I'm not really sad or depressed or anything, I just haven't felt like doing anything other than vegging out. That's allowed, right? I did a little bit of organizing in the extra bedroom, and I even managed to go through one more box full of random stuff. Oh, I also loaded the dishwasher and swept the kitchen. Progress. =) What I want to know is how on earth we ended up with so much junk! I think you really don't realize how much crap you really have until you move. You'd think I would have remembered this since I only moved 6 months ago. Nope! Apparently, I have moving amnesia. Once my crap is outta sight, it's outta mind too. I have a feeling that, by the end of Joe's career in the Army, we're going to have very little stuff leftover. I hope so, anyway.

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I think my husband finally turned me into a wine drinker. =) I'm sure he'll be pleased to know that. I found my favorite type of wine at Olive Garden several months back. It was one of the wines they had out for tasting, but didn't actually carry yet. It's a Moscato d'Asti and oh is it sooooo delicious! Lucky for me the PX and class six carry it. =) Mm-mmm, good! And because it's so good, I had 2 glasses of it tonight. Hard to resist. ;-) Joe would tell me that it's more of a champagne than a wine, but I think this is progress for me. A lot of wines he's forced me to taste I've had are way to dry for me. I like fruity wine much better.

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My brother is slowly driving me crazy. I've spoken to him several times lately via Facebook chat and each time he manages to irritate me in different ways. First, it concerned Papa and...the state of his health. Last night, he decided to tell me that I'm crazy for posting pictures on Facebook with commentary like "I took this right before I kissed him for the last time." Obviously, I meant "for the last time before he left." So, my brother tells me I'm crazy to talk like that and that it's not like he has a dangerous job. Excuse me?! You're telling me that my husband - who is in the freakin' Army - does NOT have a dangerous job?! You've GOT to be kidding me! No, my husband is not on the front lines. He doesn't come in contact with the enemy every day. But, he's still in danger. I mean, anything could happen. I think we all know that. Well, everyone but my brother.

And apparently, my brother's former oil field job is comparable to deployment. {!?!?!?!?} He told me he was gone for 2 years and I asked him when he was gone for 2 years straight. He replied, "working in the oil field," and told me how hard it was on him and his girlfriend at the time. I'm sorry, but working in an oil field in the middle of the US does not - in any way -  compare to a deployment to a war zone. Sure, you're away from family, but when the job is done 2 weeks later you can freakin' go home! It is NOT the same! Not to mention the fact that he wasn't married and in no way does he understand the relationship that Joe and I have.

I seriously about came through the webs of the internet and smacked him. There's more to the story, but I feel better after that little rant. ;-)

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No real developments with Papa. They did the balloon test I wrote about yesterday, and despite the doctors' odds, it didn't work. Somehow, I just had a feeling it wouldn't. I mean, he's 76 years old... It doesn't seem logical to me that he would be able to function without an entire side of his brain after having used it for so long. Does it make sense to you? So, they can't place a stent in. The only option now is surgery, and at his age...it scares me. The neuro guy never came back in to talk to them about further treatment, so I'm going to assume that he was off planning what to do next and didn't want to talk to them until he had several options ready for them. I hope. Mom said they'll talk to him tomorrow. {In the meantime, I'm hoping she doesn't text me 5 bazillion times before I'm conscious  like she did this morning...} My life totally feels like an episode [or two or three or four] of Grey's Anatomy. *sigh*

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No word from Joe today, but I kind of expected that. It's also fairly early. Either way, I'm not gonna hold my breath. I miss him and I'd love to hear from him, but I know better. =) Even though I've been a hermit and lazy today, I feel like I had a good day. More progress.

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Tomorrow is Friday. I used to look forward to it, but now...not so much. I am, however, looking forward to Sunday. I love the 4th of July! I don't know if it's because my birthday follows soon after, the good food, or the fireworks but I so enjoy it! Thanks to my Blue Star Card (the only perk to hubby being gone), I get a VIP seat to the Smashmouth concert [plus one for a friend]!!! VIP=really good seats and a backstage pass!!! My husband is seriously jealous and I'm freakin' excited! I can't wait. Good music and fireworks? Sign me up! =)

3 days after that, my bestie arrives on the island! Woohoo!!! I sooo can't wait for some bestie time! Yay for good countdowns, right?!