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Mirror Pic for Christmas....


Well, my post a couple of days before Christmas kind of betrayed the Christmas blues that I was feeling despite the fact that I was trying to pull off the notion that I could have cared less about Christmas. I talked to my parents, my sisters, and my wife today. My kids were too engaged with Christmas presents at the time that I called, and on top of that I got pulled off the phone to take care of some things. I do feel pretty good, however.


Today was a normal day in regard to having work, having deadlines, and having the constant threat of AIF. But all in all I feel good. It is Christmas. Nobody can take that from me, no matter how far from home I may be, the celebration of Jesus' birthday is something that kind of helps me focus while I am here so far away from home.


Of course the AIF didn't take a break today, but they were a little more quiet than usual. We caught a 60mm earlier today, and I heard a few more explosions in the distance. I took a picture today just so that someday I can look back and say this is what I looked like on Christmas Day 2006 in the middle of Iraq. I took a Mirror Pic at that. Well, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone.


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Quaker in a Basement said…
Smith:

Pencils and shuckalotta delivered to Denver USPS today, 27 December.

Tell Cline to keep his eyes open for eight cartons. More to come.
4:43 PM
who me? said…
Ok, go ahead delete it- and I won't bother saying all I want to say... but write more! and hurry home.
3:38 AM
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