Until the end of they, I have no idea how much time I’ll devote to this blog. It could be more, less, or the same. Just an FYI for ya.
I felt really empty last night missing the opening night of the new Star Wars movie.
I think most of the public believes a casualty, in terms of the military and such, means death, but it also includes injury, illness, capture and desertion.
The weekend before Christmas is when all of WifeGeeding’s family gets together in East Texas, so we have a road trip planned tomorrow. Since I no longer have living parents, I wonder if WifeGeeding feels lucky that she doesn’t have to fret about a trip to see another set of grandparents. It’s not that I feel unlucky or that I’m not appreciative of my relationship with my in-laws, it’s more of me wondering if WifeGeeding and her siblings understanding just how fortunate they are to still have their parents around and for their children to get to know them. And yes, I’m jealous.
I don’t know a lot about survivalist Bear Grylls, but I caught the end of his special with President Obama last night. He ended it by asking if he could pray over the president.
There’s a lot of local buzz about trying to find afluenza teen Ethan Couch who is now on the lam, but the local media (on television, at least) keeps showing an outdated picture of him, instead of one more current.