So my mom called last night and asked me to come home. I leave Wednesday morning and I will be gone for 2 weeks.
I am not sure what to expect. I told my mom in no uncertain terms that I am there to spend some time with her and my dad. I am not there to baby sit Kaily.
The hospital bed should be arriving today, and hospice brought some liquid pain medicine for my dad.
I feel like the long lost daughter who is returning just in time to watch her father die. I guess that is actually right.
My family does not understand why I like living in California, nor do they understand that I have made a good life for myself.
I think I have everything packed and ready to go. I am sure I will forget something!
Gosh guy's I just feel so numb right now.
Today Rusty and I went down to base and we took our friends out to lunch. I so wanted to be there when they left of Iraq, but I can't. So I figured lunch would have to do.
Skeet. Shooting skeet is where you take a shot gun and shoot clay plate that are flung into the air! I know that is over kill. Lets face it..... you are using a shot gun to shoot a piece of china?! LOL
The smell in the fridge is gone. However I cannot tell you where the smell came from! Now that we have thrown everything out and washed everything down...well the fridge looks empty!
I really need to go get some cleaning done.