I have a friend, Roger, who's in Iraq. He went last year in April. I as expecting him to come home this month, but hadn't heard anything. I sent him an e-mail and found out they had sent him back over!!! I am not sure when he came home, but he returned to Iraq in January. Now he'll be back in December.
Roger is funny. He's very country and proud of it!! He's from one of the Carolinas. He married a German woman while he was stationed there, and they have two sons. He's happily divorced now, a lot like me.
I will have to make more of an effort to e-mail him all the funny and goofy things people send me. Hopefully it will amuse him.
This Saturday I spent two and a half hours on the phone with Yolonda playing catch up. It's our usual thing. We don't talk for two or three months and then chat up a storm with promises to call each other following weekend, only to repeat the cycle.
Her sister, Raina, has returned to Takoma. Her mother is still crazy. Her youngest sister is still emulating her mother perfectly. Nothing like a family more dysfunctional than your own to make you appreciate your gene pool.
We've got this twenty-something young woman working with us. She's so nice and so damn funny!! She's been married for two years and is planning to get a divorce. It seems she and her husband used each other for punching bags, and she came out on the side that didn't win. She said she didn't want to have to go through that again. She left him.
I told her about Addison and the break up. She wanted to know why I stayed in the relationship. Hell, I don't know. I thought I loved him. She laughed. She said she knew exactly what I meant. I told her about Craig and she asked what is wrong with men. I don't know. I don't know.
I've begun volunteering at a horse rescue. It is very cathartic. I brush horses, I feed them, I clean up poop. Sometimes I muck stalls. Nothing dramatic, but it's nice to be outside in the fresh air of Calvert County. I can't remember the last time I was with a horse. It is what I need.
