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Three Cents: June 2009
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I flew to Sharana a little apprehensively, not because I had any reservations about anything in particular, but the exhaustion of this place is setting in, the enemy activity is heating up, and in ten days, something is bound to happen that is worth a certain level of anxiety. We loaded up and headed to a school to conduct an assessment. We were eating Afghan cookies and joking and laughing over the radios as we drove through the twisting alleyways between the qalats (mud-houses.). Uh, we got a guy hit b...
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I Probably Shouldn't Say This...: February 2010
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I Probably Shouldn't Say This. Nothing life changing, just a preview into my life. My intent is for it to be free therapy for me and a chance to make fun of my crazy world. Sunday, February 28, 2010. We don't need it anyway! This weekend my fabulous friend and business partner, Liz, decided that we needed a getaway. This was planned before the whole emergency surgery thing (see last post), which made the weekend all that more needed. This trip- a swimsuit for Josh. I have no idea what Josh is going to do...
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Three Cents: Sharana
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I flew to Sharana a little apprehensively, not because I had any reservations about anything in particular, but the exhaustion of this place is setting in, the enemy activity is heating up, and in ten days, something is bound to happen that is worth a certain level of anxiety. We loaded up and headed to a school to conduct an assessment. We were eating Afghan cookies and joking and laughing over the radios as we drove through the twisting alleyways between the qalats (mud-houses.). Uh, we got a guy hit b...
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Three Cents: Pause
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Not blogging any more due to the fact that I cant talk freely about most things in my life right now. The facts must be altered, the opinions censored, and to me. its pointless to write fake blogs for the sake of putting something down. I am however. writing a book. When we have returned from Afghanistan, back to normalcy where everything can stop swirling in shadows, I will try to resume the blog. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other Blogs I like. Kaboom: A Soldier's War Journal.
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Three Cents: February 2009
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Info Overload. in a good way. Not sure how or when I grew up and got a real job, but it happened, and that epiphany just struck. We had our PAO. In-brief and I am left thoroughly vertiginous 24 hours later. The glory/curse of my job is that it mandates in-depth knowledge of practically every aspect of our brigade and its operations, as well as the foreign counterparts we work with. In less than two hours, we waded through the 4-101 st'. Still trying to get a grasp on (and an interview with! We learned th...
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Three Cents: November 2008
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Is finally over, and I'm. Just waiting for my flight out in the morning, back to Alaska and the snow. Ive learned so much here, but I am beyond ready to be done with this. It has been frustrating and exhausting and fulfilling and amazing all at the same time, but I need a break, a bubble bath, and a glass of wine (or a few! Possibly capture my whole experience here, but I'll touch on a few things. Steve and I went on a mission with the 509 th. And to figure out how I fit in. The EOD. Steve is still laugh...
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Three Cents: April 2009
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After a week of weather holds, a few more rockets, tower guard, and a bout of the flu where I found myself on my hands and knees puking in a port-a-john (an experience I highly recommend avoiding if at all possible! One thing about this culture that is a little hard to get used to. they have no personal space. As someone who has a bubble with a radius of roughly a mile, its a bit of an adjustment for me. They will get an inch away from your nose while talking, touch you. Ahhh. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Three Cents: July 2009
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Dust, a gift, and a bad guy. I flew to Kushamond a week ago, and am quite sure that, had someone told me I had landed on Mars by accident, I would have believed them. Most of the Afghanistan that I have come to know (and love/hate) is full of rocks, and some semblance of vegetation, however sparse. Kush though… nothing but dirt as far as the eye can see, and stench. 8217; moments. Why am I holding a Taliban dude by the arm? Eventually our ride came and we handed him over. Then Sharana got rocketed...
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Three Cents: December 2008
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Want to write this blog, but I'm. Going to. Not so I can emotionally vomit all over you, but because as I have learned particularly over the past year, pain and hardships numb and scar, and leave you thinking later they weren't. As bad as they actually were. And Im. Not sure I want to be calloused. I need to remember how hard this is. We headed to our favorite dining spot, Benihanas. Where the Hibachi chefs whip up some fantastic Asian cuisine. and Jayvn. Said 'Mama. I just feel like Im. Never going to s...
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I Probably Shouldn't Say This...: Tina Fey
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I Probably Shouldn't Say This. Nothing life changing, just a preview into my life. My intent is for it to be free therapy for me and a chance to make fun of my crazy world. Tuesday, May 17, 2011. First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches. May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty. Guide her, protect her. What would that be, Lord? Grant her a Rough...
