jon got a call yesterday.
every time his phone rings, my stomach drops.
see, he is on 24 hour call now.
they could tell him they are leaving and they'd be gone within a day.
it is quite frightening, but i know that he is going so it can't be too much of a shock.
and whenever he finally leaves, that means i can start counting down until he comes home.
i counted out 217 junior mints yesterday and put them in a glass container.
thats 7 months if every month has 31 days. so it gives me leeway.
i will eat a junior mint every day that he is gone.
its actually comforting, because the glass container is already half empty.
it really doesn't look like that many junior mints...
mmmm stale candy:)
well, the call was telling him that he is no longer going to Camp Dwyer.
it kind of freaked me out.
what we 'knew' about camp dwyer-
-it has wi-fi, laundromats, and cans.
(not sure EXACTLY what a can is...all i know is that it is NOT a measly tent)
-jon would have been at the same camp as two of his good friends from school, one of his buddies from the shop here, and would have been in good contact with kenny, his best friend from high school.
now jon is going to a brittish camp with 9 other marines, and he will be the only generator mechanic.
he will be sleeping in a tent.
internet? who knows.
its rough getting such news when we have guests. we don't have any alone time to talk about it, and i don't want to sound freaked out in front of his little brother.
its hard not to bicker in such tense circumstances. so we did.
and when i stormed up to our room, jon followed me and annoyed me until i laughed. he is such a tool.
this was me trying to pout. i love him.
and a little family photo.
me kissing the cat, jon eating it.
typical.
