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So I suck big time at keeping this thing up. I am however going to blog and bore you with more frequency. I spent most of the past month franticly getting ready for HWKDD’s return from the third world cesspool he was in. Nope no pictures, well I took them but I’m not posting them. Anyone who is related to me or to him or who I know IRL and wants to see them can send me an email. Anyway I had decided months back to go all ocd and organize our books. Nothing says what a dumbass thing to do like having piles and I mean PILES of books everywhere. I got rid of probably over a hundred too. Mostly things that are easy to find at the library but still it hurt… felt like I was leeching IQ points. Also came to realize I need more shelving. Yes more shelving the downside of this is that I have no freaking clue what wall I’d put it on if I did buy it. On a semi-related note I’ve almost reached my goal of 100 books this year. I’m sure I’ll reach it but considering that HWKDD is home perhaps new years will find me reading like a speed demon. Also been working out though I still have at least 10 lbs to go. Why this last10 will not budge is pissing me off. To date (since April) I have lost at least 27 lbs. Yes I had gotten quite a tub on. I blame married life. HWKDD can eat whatever he wants and I can’t but it means I end up eating way more than I should. No really I am aware its all my fault but it is sickening to look over at the love of your life having his X ding dong for the day and saying yum this lettuce sure is filling. It’s funny though I didn’t grow up eating Junk at all. My mom never kept it in the house and really except for certain times I don’t really crave junk but what I do love is good rich food. My Chicken Marsala recipe has to be one of the most fattening meals on the planet but I defy you to find better. I have come up with slightly lower cal versions but they really are not as good and its not like I make that sucker weekly. Anyway I still am working out so I have hope that the last ten will eventually go wherever it is weight goes when it leaves the body. So picking up HWKDD was a whole lotta suck. I mean it was fantastic to actually get to pick him up but the process left much to be desired. His flight time was at this ungodly hour. Now we had to show up at least 2 hours in advance in case they were early (this becomes very funny later on) So I figured the gate would be slammed so I got there about 2:30. Mind you I hadn’t slept since that was AM. The weather was all crappy but stupidly I said “self you spent too much money and effort putting together that WWII retro-y welcome home outfit to abandon it due to a little rain.” So I get there and you can’t find anything since I was so early they didn’t have their joes out directing folks but eventually I found some shrieking eel of a wife who had gotten someone to drive us in the general direction. So we park and get on these buses filled with people and their screaming infants (even though I want kids nothing makes me crazier than badly behaved screaming spawn) and they drive us over to the hanger it is now 3 am. So we sit there for a while and I talk to various people when I have to and generally represent the frg if needed. Meanwhile I’m freezing right. I looked awesome but I’m freezing. So at some point maybe around 4 ish cell phones start going off. The guys are New Hampshire and they will be delayed by at least 2 hours. At this point I had managed to find people I kind of knew but still…In fact hanging out with that lovely family was the highlight of the whole wait. Her in laws were just the most wonderful people. So we wait and wait and wait. I’m getting tired and cranky cause its too freaking cold and wet outside to go smoke. But finally they arrive. Many people ran outside to see the plane but I decided that I was better off staying indoors, since I had a great seat and wanted to be able to see him when he came in. They came in and it was such a relief, waves of whatever stress I had been feeling since they went over there just left my body. Also seeing all those people so happy and relieved and saying thank you made me cry. Of course I had to control it lest I end up looking like a clown with eyeliner running down my face. Then we got our 20 minutes of hug, cry and kiss time. It was funny I had expected it to be more awkward but it wasn’t. So after that there was more of a wait but eventually we got to go home at which point the public portion of this story ends.