Carl headed out this morning. I honestly (foolishly) anticipated it being easier this time since we no longer have a year ahead of us, but a mere 7 months. That is chump change right?
Apparently not.
You see, the past two weeks were NORMAL... meaning, it felt like he had never left and it felt like he was never leaving again. So this morning when he had to leave, it sucked. Yep. Big time.
We were able to go to the gate at the airport with Carl and wait for his plane. FYI, if you are taking a military member to the airport before deployment, you are allowed to escort them to the gate so that you can spend ever last minute with them. We waited until everyone boarded before saying good-bye because I didn't want to feel like we were in an episode of Extreme Home Makeover but there would be no new house in the end... it would be just like the beginning reel that Ty Pennington shows the interior designers on the RV and everyone at home cries. I didn't want to make other people cry-so that is why we waited.
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Last night we watched the Inaugural Ball coverage. I must say that my favorite moment was at the Commander-in-Chief Ball when President Obama was talking to the soldier via satellite in Iraq. They chose all Chicago area residents and jokingly Obama (a flagrant White Sox fan) asked each of them who they were fans of, the White Sucks or The Cubbies... all but one were Cubs fans.
It was a proud moment for me.
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I feel like I have a hang over that only a blue comicazi could give me. Mmmmm, those are really good.
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This one is for The Urban Mom from Chi-town (she is a cubs fan too), who has begrudgingly read Twilight and then protested a little bit too much about liking it.
Hey UMom... Edward Cullen is staring at you.
*wink*
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And Wankette , this one is for you... just because I know you like this sort of thing.
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And this one is for my mother. You are welcome.
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One last thing... Welcome to Fox News Glenn. It's about damn time.
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