Let's Go Mets

Finally. After a few days the Mets have clinched their division. The last time was 1988. I've been a fan since Memorial Day, 1962 when I was the Mets lose a doubleheader to the LA Dodgers. My father took me to that game. He was a long time Brooklyn Dodger fan, but when the ran away from the city he was waiting for a National League team to come back to New York. He would have loved to have seen them win that one but they were so bad that year. But I became a fan that day and have been through the good and bad times since then. I hope they can keep playing the way they have been all year.

I can relax a little until playoffs start. It should be fun.

A Quiet Morning

The boys are over by their mother's this weekend so it's a quiet Sunday morning. It's nice to have that once in a while. I can do what I want without the worry of bothering someone else. Currently listening to Steve Hackett's To Watch The Storms. I know they would not like this, it's very different from what they listen to, and especially as loud as I have it.

I hate cleaning. I don't know how anyone could like this. The person who comes up with the first safe method to eliminate dust before it accumulates is going to rake in the big bucks. It gets F'ing everywhere.

Went out for a while last night with friends, we were able to get Linda out for a few drinks. She's been thinking a lot about Joe over in Iraq, getting anxious and worried. I know what she's feeling, well maybe not completely, but I have a lot of the same fears. All I can offer her is an ear for when she needs to get it out. I think she relaxed a little last night, was able to just drop the weight for a bit.

Dammit, the dust is coming back already. Gotta go.

A Very Sad Day

Accessorize

I received this bracelet from Chris' mother. I'm not one for wearing jewelry or other stuff. No chains, watches, rings or bracelets but in this case I feel I have to. So it will stay on until he comes home for good.

I also received a picture from him. He also told me there's a DVD video of their platoon coming out of the tear gas hut. They go into the hut with gas masks on and then remove them for two minutes. I've seen a video of this when Joseph Pierce went through his training and it's not pretty.

Something about pimply faced young men and Army uniforms just doesn't seem quite right. Maybe it's just because this is not where I expected to be.

The Boys Are Back In Town

Yes, they're back!!! Sean and Scott have been back since last Wednesday. Anybody want some kids? I'm kidding of course. It's good to have them back. At times it was too quiet here. They head for school tomorrow, Sean a junior in high school and Scott to 8th grade. They're smart kids so they should have a good year, although both have a tendency to laziness, so I have to stay on top of them. Hey, I have to have some fun, right?

I also heard from Chris the other day. He finished his basic training and has moved on to his advanced engineering courses. Graduation is still set for October 13 and he's anxious to get home. I think he'll have a couple of weeks leave then he'll have to report back. He's going to be stationed in Germany when he goes back. I'm not too comfortable with this as those stationed there seem to be heading into the action more than anywhere else. But there's nothing I can do but hope for the best.

And me? I'm aiight, doing the best I can. Can you do anything else?