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June 30 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 204
Alien Hunter's comment: Mr_Sandman has been fighting for years to get his disability. He has hired a lawyer to help him. Two tours in Iraq and a case of PTSD. http://mrsandman782000.spaces.live.com I didn't mean to carry on so long - some things just get to me. I never thought that I would be so politically active in writing congresspeople either. If you want to help check your state's website (for Indiana its http://www.in.gov) for a list of your congressmen/women and write them protesting this practice. Eric/Patty/Nathaniel update: One of the reasons I am so appalled by the information that I posted above is because I know for a fact how Eric and Patty are struggling from paycheck to paycheck to make ends meet. So I can see any military personnel that gets a bonus using it to pay the bills that add up insurmountably while a married couple is just trying to survive. To have to pay back your bonus under those circumstances would be almost unbelievably hard if not impossible for them. I know the kids are doing without sometimes and I also know that if they ask me for help I will certainly try to help although I struggle under the same circumstances to pay my own bills. It's part of the reason I am glad to have Eric, Patty and Nathaniel staying with me for a few months when they get out of the Marine Corps. I hope in that time to be able to buy the house I am now living in which will help a lot (my house payments will be considerably lower than rent - plus I will be building equity). We are all struggling in this economy but through hard work and perhaps - sharing your living expenses with other members of family - we can make it. Eric plans on using his education bonus when he gets here to attend college (night school for electronic engineering) while he is working so hopefully things will get better for them out in the real world and away from the hardships of trying to live on a military paycheck. Enough of that though. Patty's friends on base held a baby shower for her recently. And she sent me pics of it and Eric was there! So here is the newest pic I have of both of them together.
That's for everyone that asked me where the pics of the new dad-to-be were! Looks like they had fun. Patty sent me a pic too of Eric drinking out of a baby bottle (one of the games) but I'll be nice and not post it here haha! If you look close you can see that Eric has a black eye. The night before the baby shower one of his Marine friends got very drunk and belligerent. Eric was worried that he [the drunk friend] might hurt the person he was arguing with so he stepped in between his friend and the rest of the people there to try to calm him down and got punched four times! Not one to be deterred he just held onto his friend until he calmed down. Tough guy - I can't tell you how many times I have heard or seen him break up fights. I guess being as big as he is makes him a good negotiator. I'm so glad his size didn't make him want to start fights like so many of his brother Marines like to do! Oh well - like the saying goes "We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm." That's a Marine for you, they work hard, fight hard - and party hard. Semper Fidelis and God bless you all. June 20 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 203
I do still have some work to do on my psyche but overall I truly am happy with my life. I have great kids who all have wonderful marriages and are making it in life well enough and who - if they work hard - will leave their mark on the world around them. What more can you ask out of life? My one goal left (at the moment) is to actually become a writer but I still have time for that. After all, you actually have to write to do that and lately my desire to do so has been sorely diminished for one reason or another. But my creativity has always gone through spells of inactivity. It will be back. I got a very apt email from a friend today that I think sums up the things I have learned in fifty years of life quite eloquently. Here it is:
The Most Beautiful Rainbow Live simply. Love generously. On to news from the homefront: Patty sent me the last ultrasound (it was done May 7th so he is a lot bigger now) of Nathaniel Clayton finally! And a new picture of her sideways LOL. She is so beautiful. Pregnancy suits her well. The ultrasound photo I am showing here has little Nate showing them that he definitely is a boy haha! His legs are spread and he appears to either be pointing at his stuff or - maybe trying to grab it? HAHA - Patty says he is definitely his father's son. Hope everyone has a great weekend. Got an ABATE function some friends and I are going to this weekend myself so hopefully it will go well! Semper Fi and God bless you all. June 17 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 202
Soldiers risk ruin while awaiting benefit checks - Military- msnbc.com Its a sad sad day when we don't even take care of our own. This particular article represents that fact in shocking extreme. It starts with the story of Isaac Stevens, an Army private first-class, 3rd Infantry Division, 11 Bravo Company and what happened after an accident in the military left him permanently disabled. Here's an expert - The injury alone didn't put him in a homeless shelter. Instead, it was military bureaucracy — specifically, the way injured soldiers are discharged on just a fraction of their salary and then forced to wait six to nine months, and sometimes even more than a year, before their full disability payments begin to flow... Click the link above to read the whole article from MSNBC.com. Semper Fi and God bless all of our military men and women - and you. June 16 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 201
I want to say that I certainly hope all of you special fathers out there had a wonderful day yesterday. I am truly sorry that I didn't post this before now to let you know that I respect and appreciate every good father out there! This is the second Father's Day that we have spent without the loving presence of my own father whom we lost to cancer in December of 2006. Therefore I tend to let Father's Day slide away without mention because it still hurts when I stop and remember that he is no longer with us. What with my youngest son about to become a father for the first time I guess that I should no longer try to ignore that day when I can now honor my son's accomplishments in being a good dad. That said - I want to repost the poem that I wrote (and read) at my own father's funeral in 2006 in honor of him. The loss is still great, we love and miss him.
My father, my friend If you are lucky in your life, A man who loves his family A man who believes in honesty A man who is there when you need him Who comforts children when they're sad A man who loves so many things, I was so blessed in my life Now I know that he is standing, written by Tami, in honor of my father, who went Home Dec. 3, 2006 June 07 Life of Marine Mom, entry 200Congrats to my niece, Nicole, on the birth of her little princess, Aaliyah! And congrats to my little sister for becoming a grandma before me hehe!
The baby is precious and healthy and everyone is doing fine. Thank you to everyone that added her to your prayers.
June 04 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 199
Becoming a grandmother for the first time is a blessing and a trial at the same time. Dealing with the inpending parents revelations is exhausting at times especially since they are so far away right now. It is reminiscent of my own conversion to motherhood at a young age. As I consider my own faith, resolutions, accomplishments and failures - and where those things take me in my own life I want to pass on this little story that I received. Soon I may start talking about my own story in a way I have not done in the past year. This may figure in it hugely. Pray for all our troops and keep Eric and Patty in your prayers if you do pray. Also add my niece Nicole to your prayers today. She is going into the hospital to have her own labor induced tonight and being a first-time mom, she needs our prayers! Her little precious baby girl will be a wonderful playmate for our own little guy due in September. Semper Fi and God bless you. I know I am blessed with the people I have in my life, including all of you! And now I share this special story with you, pass it on if you wish: A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the preacher decided to visit him. It was a chilly evening. The preacher found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his preachers visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited. I thought this was pretty special. What is most valuable is not what we have in our lives, but who we have in our lives. The task ahead of you, is never as great as the power behind you. May 13 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 198
I hope all of the mothers that come here had a wonderful mother's day! Here's a letter written by a Marine to all mothers out there. Semper Fidelis and God Bless you all. Sent: Thursday, May 8, 2008 8:09:18 AM Well, Another Mother’s Day and I’m not home. It’s not for a couple days, but who knows when I’ll have another chance to write. Makes me feel rotten. The one day out of the year that I’m supposed to treat her like the queen she deserves to be and I am not there. Not that she won’t have a good day with Lisa, my sister, but come on, when your favorite child isn’t going to be there can you really get all that excited? But as I’m sure my Mother says, she’s better than nothing. Anyways, she recently had asked me what I wanted out here and I tried to take a minute to think of all the things she is doing for me right now while I’m away. It turned into thinking about all the things she’s done for me for years, and then all the things she has always done for me even before I realized it. There is a selfish stage I think in most everyone’s life when your Mother does so much for you and has you so protected from everything evil in the world that it is impossible to take it for granted. She is your whole world. And you still find the time to argue with her over things that have absolutely no consequence. You might even stay mad at her for it for a long time. And she doesn’t care. She doesn’t care because she loves you just as much in your stubbornness and your ignorance as she did when you were in the cradle. Then you grow up. And that’s her whole goal, to keep you safe, to make you happy, to have you grow up and become as good a person as she will always believe you can be. And the only tool she has to build you is love. As you grow up you begin to comprehend a little bit what it is she means to you. My Mother means if I get in trouble it’s better to let her know right away, because she is going to find out about it anyways. She means that even after the time I grew taller than her, that I would always feel safer in her shadow. She means that even when I let the weight of life bring me to my knees, her love is strong enough to carry me forward. She means that if I ever lose myself down the rocky, long road of time, she will be waiting for me to ask her the directions back, because it turns out she may of taken that same turn once upon a time. She means I’m going to get a great home cooked meal prepared with butter, bacon, and every other heart stopping food as soon as she sees me, and without any regard to any diet I might be on. She means carving pumpkins on Halloween, coloring eggs on Easter, and unwrapping gifts on Christmas. She means my holidays. She means what is behind my smile. She means the person who will wait for my call, and always answer with surprise and love no matter how much pain life brings her, or how tired she may be. She means the person who gave me my beginning and will be there every step of the way until my end. She means every accomplishment and milestone I have ever completed, because I have never been without her in my heart. She means that for the rest of my life I will strive to be a good enough person to earn the love and support she has unquestioningly given to me. And in turn, I give her another gray hair for each day I put her through the things I do. From breaking bones as a little punk to roaming the streets in Iraq right now, I have single handedly kept the sale of Tareyton 100’s steady for thirty years. So today, with about 4 days left until Mother’s Day I have gathered up my squad and confirmed their plans to send home cards and chastised those who haven’t even thought about it yet. I asked “Who loves their Mother?,” and every hand was raied without hesitation. Then to the best of my ability I tried to make everyone feel guilty about their selfishness because of how much their Mother loves them (even though they don’t deserve it.) Like many things, it will take many years to be at my Mother’s level on the whole guilt trip thing, but I lay it on pretty thick. As Marines we adopt a somewhat dangerous role in our world. Our mottos reflect that we are the defenders of our nation’s freedom by air, or land, or sea. We say we are the warriors who walk into the night, without fear, to catch and destroy the enemy where they sleep. We walk through the sand and climb the mountains of foreign lands to keep the enemy off our own beloved shores. Along with these stoic recruiting poster descriptions we give ourselves, we all share another common bond. We are all the sons of women back home whose sleep will never be satisfying until we have returned safely home. Women who take pride in telling everyone that their son is a Marine who is serving their country and wears the Eagle Globe and Anchor t-shirts to the store. Yet on the inside are dealing with the dread and agonizing concern for the health of their little boy. You nervously caught us as we first learned to walk, kissed our scrapped knees on the playground, and skipped uncounted heart beats with every broken bone you rushed us to the emergency room with to be casted. And after all that when you were pretty sure things would slow down… we told you about boot camp. And now, Iraq . And as much as you want to hug and hold your son to keep them out of harm's way…you can not, for they are thousands of miles away sleeping next to their rifle or walking through the rubble covered streets of a town you may only ever know through clips on CNN. And it causes every maternal instinct to scream out in distress because everything you know is telling you to protect us. I imagine at some point many of you even thought about joining up, even if it was because you were jealous of our Drill Instructor’s ability to actually get us to clean up our rooms. But each and every day you do continue to care and nurture us. There is not a Marine who is not happy to receive a letter from his Mother during mail call. And there are few that haven’t called home for your help with bills, or phone cards, or requests of their favorite things for you to fill packages with. After they have talked to you, or read your letters and opened your packages, they are whole again, even if they do not realize why. Their minds are clear and their attitudes strong when they are reminded of who they are and what is most important to them. Few things are as effective at this task as a Mother’s love. And above all I am confident in the fact that our success and our safety is in no small way contributed to by all the unseen prayers that you have said for your sons and for everyone who fights beside them. I wanted to write this to all of you Lady’s because it is your day as well. And I know each one of you as not only as the family of my fellow Marines but as loving and strong Mother’s whose smiles reach a little farther and whose eyes shine a little brighter when you talk about your sons. And I see the trials and challenges from time to time through their stories, be they surgeries, arguments, or loss of family members. I see the worry and the concern. I see the pride and hear the laughter. Now, there is a good chance I will never be a Mother. Like a really good chance. As far as the military knows anyways. And I don’t have any children, so I cannot speak intelligently on parenting. What I do know is that it is a job with more responsibilities than I can fathom and requires more love and patience than a monk. I also know that I do have a fantastic Mother who has two children who will always look up to her, no matter how tall we are. So I have near 29 years of experience on what wonderful Mother’s are like. And although you may never ask for much in return, if anything at all, I just wanted to wish a Happy Mother’s Day to the other wonderful Mother’s I have come to know, and to thank you for being able to do the hardest job of all each and every hour of every day. So please enjoy your Day. You all deserve it. Semper Fidelis, -Sgt. Mark E. Gannon May 08 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 197
Well ... for the first time yesterday Eric got to see Nugget. So you may be wondering do we know now if Nugget is a boy or girl? Scroll down for the answer to that burning question :) . . . . . . . And the verdict is ... . . . . . . . . It's a ... . . . . . . . . . BOY!!!! hehe Definitely a boy, no doubt about it. Eric is going typically Marine and strutting around like a rooster saying 'HA ... I make boys!' hahaha Knowing that he is a he and hearing his heartbeat makes it a whole lot more real for my son. Both Eric and Patty are ecstatic. Although something Patty said had me cracking up yesterday. We were talking on messenger a little bit and she said 'Ewww ... I just realized I have a penis in my stomach!' roflmao ... Patty! I do love her hehe. Congrats Eric and Patty! Now we just have about a three and a half month wait to meet the little guy! As soon as I get the new pics of him I will definitely post them. Semper Fi and God bless you all as He is blessing us! April 29 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 196
First of all ... please keep our deployed Marines in your prayers even harder this week as they advance in Afghanistan through Taliban territory. You can read more about that at this link: Marines launch massive assault in Afghanistan Secondly ... our little 'nugget' is growing fast and reached the halfway point in his preparation for entering the world yesterday. Patty is scheduled to have another ultrasound on May 7th and believe me when I say there will be PICS! Hopefully they will find out the sex (although Eric and I are both convinced nugget is definitely 'Eric Junior' at the rate he is growing) since Patty is on pins and needles waiting to find out so she can buy color appropriate clothing for the little Marine. Now if 'nugget' just cooperates and doesn't hide those body parts during the ultrasound LOL! Here's couple pics of Patty, the first one is during her 18th week and the second is at just over 19 weeks. I don't really think 'nugget' is actually just a nugget anymore! But isn't Patty just the beautiful picture of a glowing new mom!
And lastly ... for those of you who are really interested in scientific discoveries as I am and heard about the capture of a 'Colossal Squid' last year ... the New Zealand museum that the large chunk of frozen calamari was donated to is about to unfreeze and examine it before preserving it for posterity and display at their facility. They have LIVE video cams showing it defrosting at the moment but sometime today they are going to unfold it and do the examinations. For those of you not in the know on this amazing discovery - it weighs in at 990 lbs and is the largest and ONLY adult colossal squid to ever be examined although they have had what they believe to be juvenile colossal squids to examine before. There are a lot of great stories about how it was found and stored available at the museum site as well as links to the live webcams. The Discovery Channel is going to be doing a whole show about the entire thing later this year. I am definitely hoping to catch the webcam just as they are unfolding this huge sea creature (it was folded and stuff into a container before being frozen so they could transport it). See the highlighted text below for the museum and cam links: Museum of New Zealand Stay tuned for the news of nugget's sex and if Eric and I are right about nugget being a boy! We'll be happy either way but we are betting on boy! Semper Fi and God bless you all. And keep all our troops in your prayers as I do please.
April 25 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 195
Take a ride on an F-16 with this pilot and check out this unbelievable video from military.com. Click on the hyperlinked title below. F-16 vs Tree Hope everyone is well btw. Hope to do an actual blog here later this weekend. Semper Fi and God Bless you all! April 07 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 194
Subject: Top this for a speeding ticket Two California Highway Patrol Officers were conducting speeding enforcement on I-15, just north of the Marine Corps Air Station at Miramar. One of the officers was using a hand held radar device to check speeding vehicles approaching the crest of a hill. The reply came back in true USMC style: "Thank you for your letter. We can now complete the file on this incident. You may be interested to know that the tactical computer in the Hornet had detected the presence of, and subsequently locked on to, your hostile radar equipment and automatically sent a jamming signal back to it, which is why it shut down." "Furthermore, an Air-to-Ground missile aboard the fully armed aircraft had also automatically locked on to your equipment location. Fortunately, the Marine Pilot flying the Hornet recognized the situation for what it was, quickly responded to the missile system alert status and was able to override the automated defense system before the missile was launched to destroy the hostile radar position.The pilot also suggests you cover your mouths when cussing at them, since the video systems on these jets are very high tech. Sergeant Johnson, the officer holding the radar gun, should get his dentist to check his left rear molar. It appears the filling is loose. Also, the snap is broken on his holster." "Thank you for your concern." Semper Fi. February 29 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 193[Update: As of this afternoon, almost 24 hours after this story broke, it is now appearing on MSN and several other main news sites.] Planning a trip to Las Vegas in the near future? I actually was planning on going there in September when the Nugget is due. I may be rethinking that idea though after this info. It's utterly and completely surprising to me that this particular bit of news has managed to stay off the main news services. You go to MSN front page and can you find it? Nope. Wonder how much the Vegas businesses are paying to keep it buried? I am digging it out for you though. Deadly toxin found at Las Vegas hotel (CNN) -- Police in Las Vegas, Nevada, are investigating the discovery of the deadly poison ricin in a hotel room Thursday. A small amount of ricin was found Thursday in a hotel room in Las Vegas, Nevada. Authorities were called to an Extended Stay America hotel around 3 p.m. after a man brought a bag holding a small container to the manager's office. The man said he found it while retrieving items from a hotel room. It's "100 percent ricin," said Capt. Joe Lombardo of the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department. "We don't know who (the ricin) belongs to or why it would be here at this time." There is a link at the bottom of the page to the complete story which is interesting and disturbing reading if I may say. Here's some info on ricin:
To read the whole story on CNN click here: Deadly toxin found at Las Vegas hotel To read more about ricin at the CDC website click here: Facts About Ricin Everyone stay safe. Semper Fi and God Bless February 26 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 192
I also wanted to send some folks over to a good friend's space. Many of you know Nae of Alaskan Frontiers who has been one of my biggest supporters over the years since I started this blog. Nae has a heart the size of Alaska too! She is currently trying to get donations for a very worthy cause, finding a cure for cancer in children. She is also getting her beautiful long hair literally BUZZED and donating it to 'Locks of Love'. Check out her blog on this worthy effort here and then help out by donating a little or a lot at the link in her blog. Click here to head over to it: http://alaskanfrontier.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BC01CE9F824F19FB!2160.entry Way to go Nae! Semper Fi and God Bless. February 12 Life of Marine Mom, entry 191
I know its been a while since I updated you here but I was waiting for some really good news to share. Eric and Patty wasted no time getting re-acquainted when he returned from Iraq just before Thanksgiving lol. They found out recently that they are expecting their first baby!! I wanted to share the news about this after Patty had an ultrasound and her first real appointment at the doctor (which she did yesterday). They heard the little 'chicken nugget's' (as the little one is being affectionately called) heartbeat yesterday for the first time and everything looks great! So, this Marine mom is now about to become a grandmother for the first time. Somehow I just don't feel old enough to be one - but I will adjust I am certain! We are all thrilled about it and I just know they will make wonderful parents. Patty's dad called me right after they had shared the news with us and he is certain this is a miracle baby since Patty herself was not expected to live when she was born. Now she's healthy, happy and pregnant with her own! Keep our little one and his parents in your prayers if you can. I hope to have ultrasound pictures to share soon! For now, Eric is working on base and enjoying his life back in the states. They are both adjusting well to having him home and building their own life now they get to build a family. Semper fi and God bless. January 30 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 190
For now please enjoy the following story. It may or may not be true but it had me rolling on the floor laughing because I can definitely see a Marine coming up with this!!! Word of warning: This story is rated PG-13 because of some slightly colorful language and references to bodily functions but I have to publish it the way it was sent to me in order to get the full Marine effect. Till I can get some time to update you again (hopefully SOON). Semper Fi and God bless! ____________________________________ MRE dinner date; From a Young Marine who well understood what to do when confronted with a difficult, singular, non-trained for situation~ IMPROVISE!! The following is apparently a true story (and I could well believe it is true - knowing Marines :) .... told from the point of view of a young Marine. ******************************* I had a date the other night at my place. On the phone the day before, the girl asked me to 'Cook her something she's never had before' for dinner. After many minutes of scratching my head over what to make, I finally settled on something she has DEFINITELY never eaten. I got out my trusty case of MRE's. Meal, Ready-to-Eat. Field rations that when eaten in their entirety contain 3000+ calories. Here's what I made: I took three of the Ham Slices out of their plastic packets, took out three of the Pork Chops, three packets of Chicken-a-la- King, and eight packets of dehydrated butter noodles and some dehydrated/rehydrated rice. I cooked the Ham Slices and Pork Chops in one pan, sautéed in shaved garlic and olive oil. In another pot, I blended the Chicken a-la-king, noodles, and rice together to make a sort of mush that looked suspiciously like succotash. I added some spices, and blended everything together in a glass pan that I then cooked in the oven for about 35 minutes at 450 degrees. When I took it out, it looked like, well, ham slices, pork chops, and a bed of yellow poop. I covered the tops of the meat in the MRE cheese (kinda like Velveeta) and added some green sprinkly things from one of my spice cans (hey, if it's got green sprinkly things on it, it looks fancy right?) For dessert, I took four Pound Cakes, mashed 'em up, added five packets of cocoa powder, powdered coffee cream, and some water. I heated it up and stirred it until it looked like a sort of chunky gelatinous organism, and I sprinkled powdered sugar on top of it. Voila - Ranger Pudding. For alcoholic drinks, I took the rest of my bottle of Military Special Vodka (yes, they DO make a type of liquor named 'Military Special' - it sells for $4.35 per fifth at the Class Six) and mixed in four packets of 'Electrolytes - 1 each - Cherry flavored' (I swear, the packet says that). It looked like an eerie kool-aid with sparkles in it (that was the electrolytes I guess... could've been leftover sand from Iraq). I lit two candles, put a vase of wildflowers in the middle, and set the table with my best set of Ralph Lauren Academy-series China (that shit is EXPENSIVE... my set of 8 place settings cost me over $600 on sale at the Lejeune PX ), and put the alcoholic drink in a crystal wine decanter. She came over, and I had some appetizers already made, of MRE spaghetti-with- meatballs, set in small cups. She saw the dinner, sa w the food, and said 'This looks INCREDIBLE!!!' We dug in, and she was loving the food. Throughout the meal, she kept asking me how long it took me to make it, and kept remarking that I obviously knew a thing or two about cooking fine meals. She kind of balked at the makeshift 'wine' I had set out, but after she tried it I guess she liked it because she drank four glasses during dinner. At the end of the main course, when I served the dessert, she squealed with delight at the 'Chocolate mousse' I had made. Huh? Chocolate what? Okay... yeah... its Chocolate Moose. Took me HOURS to make... yup. Later on, as we were watching a movie, she excused herself to use my rest room. While she was in there, I heard her say softly to herself 'uh oh' and a resounding but petite fart punctuated her utterance of dismay. Let the games begin. She sprayed about half a can of air freshener (Air Freshener, 1 each, Orange scent. Yup. The military even makes smell-good) and returned to the couch, this time with an obvious pained look. After 10 more minutes she excused herself again, and retreated to the bathroom for the second time, I could hear her say 'What the hell is WRONG with me?' as she again send flatulent shockwaves into the porcelain bowl. This time, they sounded kinda wet, and I heard the toilet paper roll being employed, and again, LOTS more air freshener! Back to the couch. She smiles meekly as she decides to sit on the chair instead of next to me. She sits on my chair, knees pulled up to her chest, kind of rocking back and forth slightly. Suddenly, without a word, she ROCKETED up and FLEW to the bathroom, slammed the door, and didn't come out for 30 minutes. I turned the movie up because I didn't want her to hear me laughing so hard that tears were streaming down my cheeks. She cam e out with a slightly gray pallor to her face, and said 'I am SOOOOOO sorry. I have NO idea what is wrong with me. I am so embarrassed; I can't believe I keep running to your bathroom!!' I gave her an Imodium AD, and she finally settled down and relaxed. Later on, she asked me again what I had made for dinner, because she had enjoyed it so much. I calmly took her into the kitchen and showed her all the used MRE bags and packets in the trash can. After explaining to her that she had eaten roughly 9,000 calories of 'Marine Corps Field Rations' she turned stark white, looked at me incredulously, and said 'I ate 9,000 calories of dehydrated food that was made 3 years ago?' After I rogered, she grabbed her coat and keys, and took off without a word. She called me yesterday. Seems she couldn't shit for 5 days, and when she finally did, the smell was so bad, her roommate could smell it from down the hall. She also told me she had been working out nonstop to combat the high caloric intake, and that she never wanted me to cook dinner for her again, unless she was PERSONALLY there to inspect the food beforehand. It was a fun date! She laughed about it eventually and said that that was the first time she'd ever crapped in a guy's house on a date. She'd been so upset by it she was in tears in the bathroom while I had been in tears on the couch. I know .. I'm an asshole, but it was still a funny night! January 17 Life of a Marine Mom, entry 189
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