In exciting news, Seth took the GRE last weekend, and he nailed it. I was stoked that his weeks of late night and early morning studying had paid off (even though this means I’ll have to give up my sole ownership of the remote.) I think he’s just excited to be able to give all the stacks and stacks of GRE books away for good!
He left the next day for Portland. Sometimes I hate my job,
because it means that- unlike the wives and girlfriends of all our Walter Reed
friends, of whom I’m often jealous- I can’t just pick up to travel (fun trips
and otherwise), and we don’t always get to do stuff as a team. But then I
remember that it’s nice to have my own job, my own identity, and- I admit- no
obligation to justify the cost of pedicures and lululemon splurges. At any
rate, Seth needed to get out of the house after his GRE-imposed hostage
situation, and I think he enjoyed the break. Even if he had to deal with a “pea
green with envy” wife who was feeling very downtrodden, stuck in traffic while
he hung out on my favorite coast. It was an insanely quick trip (I definitely didn’t envy that part), but it meant the world to him to be able to pin Doug’s silver star on him. Story here: http://www.katu.com/news/local/Oregon-Air-National-Guard-airman-receives-Silver-Star-3-others-Bronze-252131451.html?mobile=y
And because it seemed to be “valor awards week,” we turned
around basically the minute he got back and made the long haul down to Bragg to
see the rest of his team receive awards ranging from silver stars to multiple
purple hearts. Story here: http://www.armytimes.com/article/20140327/NEWS/303270061/Special-Forces-soldiers-honored-valor-Afghanistan
It was really special to be there for the presentation of
those awards- many of them stemming from the same incident in which Seth lost
his leg- and we always love the opportunity to catch up with friends. (Plus,
Seth found time to get a new tattoo in his effort to beat the promulgation of
the new regs limiting them.) But trying to cram everything into short trips
always gets the better of us. After a couple days of running around- me in the
rental car we broke down and procured after we realized how much driving we
were both going to wind up doing- and living out of our suitcases and going
from party to restaurant to bar, we were thoroughly exhausted and ready to go
home.
Of course, when we finally got home we literally threw our
suitcases of dirty laundry in the washer and headed out the door for dinner
with a good friend of Seth’s who was in town for a conference. Maybe it was a
good thing, since we hadn’t eaten at home in so long we had nothing but wilted
spinach and spoiled milk in the refrigerator.
I was so beat by the time I got done playing catchup Monday,
I was dreading coming home late to a long list of chores and a dirty house. Starting
a workweek without a real Sunday to prep for it is the worst. To my delight, however,
Seth had spent most of his “grad school admin. day” knocking things off the
to-do list. The laundry was done, recycling separated and taken out, new coffee
table assembled, and the house looked terrific. And there were flowers on the table. My cup runneth (ranneth? plain
old “ran” doesn’t sound as good) over. We polished off our frozen pizza dinner
and crashed early. I, for one, am beyond grateful to be married to such a terrific team player.
So it looks like we’re going to make it to Friday after all.
We can’t wait.
Picture of the week is the priceless Lehua, with her 2nd
birthday present from us. A beach bag that we ordered online, not realizing it
would be nearly twice her size.
Oh, and this one of Seth, all dressed up to start his internship this week.
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