The Peanut Chronicles

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Today I actually laughed… a lot…for a long time… all thanks to Sarge over in Iraq. Still reeling from Gpa’s death, one by one the staff at work came with condolences. It was really sweet. Love child was really shocked and the Vol coordinator there was really upset as well. I went to our evite to between meetings, just to see if anyone new had responded. Turns out Sarge over in the Mideast responded. I didn’t really expect him to waste his time with an evite when he sent it because according to Moe it’s rather expensive to use the Internet and make calls. But he did, and here’s what he said:

“Hmmm, if not for the whole "Iraq" thing I'd be there. Instead I'll try to blow something up in his honor. Although you may have to settle for some .50 cal machinegun fire. Either way, it'll be loud :)”

It cracked me up. It got even worse when Love Child cracked a joke about military stuff being loud enough for the deaf cat to hear. Then we just got on a roll of laughter so much that my boss, who is extremely hard of hearing, heard us down the hall. By the time the clinical meeting started, everyone was laughing. Then right in the middle of the meeting I looked at Love and she signed to me “boom!” this started the whole disruptive laughter all over again. I guess you had to be there.

Turns out when the bear read the same evite at his work he started laughing so hard people stared at him.

It was nice to laugh. It was nice to do something besides cry.

On the thesis home front, the lady that got a hold of me posted my letter and flyer in her office and put it on the list serve at work for all the DV and Sexual assault clinics in the 7 counties around here. I got three hits a few short hours after she did so. Yea!!!!

Coming home to a quiet house still takes some getting used to. Sigh.