We are the Stuarts (formerly of Imperial) now residing in Okinawa, Japan.

This blog started from a desire to bridge the miles as we were preparing to leave the USA for 3+ years. It has turned into much more. It's part travel diary, part personal reflection, part "sociology of military life" and part mommy-blog. We hope you read something here that is interesting to you (or at least not a total waste of your time).

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

While the boys were away...


So, while the boys were away with Brother Coulter at the annual fathers and sons campout for church over the weekend, Coree and I had a pretty low-key Saturday. We started out by sleeping in, of course. Then, we dropped by the Family Day that was being held for families of IA's* at the hospital. We recorded a message to send to Cliff (which I probably won't really send to him because I started crying) and built a care package (that the dog later shredded while left unattended, netting her 4 packages of beef jerky, several pouches of assorted nuts, fruits and Kool-Aid powder, and one pack of Wrigley's Spearmint).



Hey, at least there were snowcones! We also got lots of little giveaways like DVD's and coupons for base restaurants. Mostly, it was just nice to be thought of.



Afterward, we had lots of little errands to run, but first we stopped and ate at the Globe and Anchor for lunch and decided to inventory the loot while we waited. It's a good thing. This is the only evidence we have now that some of this existed.



All things considered, still a pretty fun day.



*Individual Augments: Service members who are taken from their units and plugged into a billet elsewhere, with any branch of service, to do a specific job for a short amount of time.

3 comments:

Marsha said...

Bad dog!! And I bet you just gave her a big hug and kiss! You're such a pushover!! LOL And I hope Coree knows how lucky she is to have you for a mom!! She looks SO cute!

Carrie Stuart said...

Actually I wanted to kill her with my bare hands. I must have given her the stink-eye and yelled "bad dog" a million times. We've had to resort to kenneling her for her own good. I have a friend that thinks she might have some kind of animal diabetes...I forget what it's called. Just this morning, in the 15 minutes between Jake leaving for school and me realizing I was still hearing bustling around in the kitchen, she managed to score a package of seaweed and a pouch of saffron rice mix. That's pretty desperate!

(How long do Rottweilers live again?)

Marsha said...

Oh dear! Has her behavior changed since you moved to Okinawa?