Toot Toot

Hey ya have to once in a while. LOL I rarely hear from my "Baby" except when he's at the airport getting ready to head out to some unknown or known place. He then remembers that he's been home and hasn't talked to his Mommy. Just got off the phone from him and he's back on the way to Brazil for maybe a month. He tells me they requested his presence on a new rig so that he can learn some more stuff which means another promotion when done. LOL I think it's his third in a year. He has been to China twice since just before we left the first time for Oklahoma. He's usually on a 28 day schedule out 28 home 28. The last few months it's been a few weeks here and there China, Texas and Brazil and home squeezed in. The rig he's supposed to be on is in China right now but he's been traded off to help in Brazil and like he said more learning and new position when done. The kids OK. He's got the personality people love...TG not like his Dad at all LOL must be his Mom's side. He was well liked by all his men and captains on board the boat while in the Navy and unlike a lot of Chiefs, he'd be right in there with his men. He always felt he wouldn't expect them to do anything he wouldn't do himself. His Capt. and Cob always felt they could depend on him to get it done. I guess that should be his moto "Get er Done"

Anyway I'm a happy camper I got to talk to my baby. You know one thing I make sure I do and I think it's because of my own insecurity, is I let him know just how much I love him and how proud I am of him. If something should happen to me I don't want him to have any doubts on how I felt about him. I try to do it every time I see or talk to him.

Ok mushy stuff done

After trying and trying I finally broke down and asked my Australian Guru how to fix my blinkies so the links work and I think I have them fixed. Jeez it's a handicap being old but blond and old is the pits. Terrell and Ambowife have both gone over this with me before and I've written it down and promptly lost it. One thing though that info is secure....somewhere so secure I'll never find it.

I really get so mad at myself because there was a time I lived and breathed computers early AM till night and could jump in there where the average person should never peek and add things, delete things and fix things. I gurued away at work and home...now phewt my mind has taken up the "I don't give a @#%& attitude. CRS has taken the helm. When I start wishing everyone wears a tag then I will really worry..maybe more so when I start wearing one.