Home Sweet Shanty

Our back yard view. Did you notice the trees?
This is our front yard.
Oh look more trees over here too!

"Oh give me a home where the bugs do not roam and the spiders are drunken with Raid! Where the kitchen is large and the Wife is in charge and the Husband is slaving away." Unfortunately none of the later are true but one can dream can't they?

We are enjoying our new home in Ozark, Alabama. All exept the smoke smell, bugs, spiders, and leaky kitchen sink. It's smaller than our last place so I've had to donate stuff to the Salvation Army, much to Troy's delight. Please feel free to stop by anytime. If you're lucky you'll be in time for one of Troy's visits to the garage (see previous post). A bientot! (see you soon!)

Who? Where? What?

It was Troy in the Garage with the Fly Swatter! Many a cockroach has met it's match when Troy enters the garage with swatter in hand. He randomly checks to see how many cockroaches are in the garage. His tactics include opening the door before he turns on the light so that he can see them scramble. He also likes Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain!

Update

Update time. I finished the initial flight training in the Bell 206 JetRangers (like a news chopper) in early May and have been sitting on hold (11:00 AM formation for 2 minutes to make sure we're still here) every day since. I did get tasked to sit at a desk for 24 hour shifts 2-3 times per week for 2 months. THAT SUCKED! Luckily my philosophy of "screw up enough and they won't ask you to do anything" worked. I kept letting the enlisted guys that did it with me go home for a few hours at a time and I got in trouble for it. Got kicked off that and have been enjoying my time since. Just trying to memorize an even larger set of manuals than before. Not going the best. Rebekah finished student teaching about the same time and has found numerous things to occupy her time, money and our space. Between her budget and the CRAP people put out on the curb, the house has filled up quickly and it's driving me nuts. She went on a month and a half odyssey to Utah, Yellowstone, Mount Rushmore, Arches, Alaska, Vegas, DC and finally back to Alabama. I joined her when she flew back from Alaska. It was wonderful to have 3 weeks back in the West after a year away. Loved every last minute of it. Rebekah was ready to get back "home" to Alabama while I was dreading it. I remind Rebekah that this is a "temporary residence" not a home; almost as much as I remind her French is a "potty language". All views expressed in this blog are from the author and are not necessarily the views of the management.