Call of Duty

Call of Duty. No, not the game, just regular old miltary stuff duty. I won't be cooking dinner tonight because Ray has duty. I know it can be worse, he is working 1-7 today as opposed to the overnight he used to do on the "Funro" but it still sucks sometimes. He has phone duty for a week. Now keep in mind that this is the phone that supposedly never rings and yet he is always being summoned. I think he does it on purpose, I'll tell you why. He stares at that damn phone almost as if he is trying to will it to ring (or as he calls it, "using the force"). Well at least I got out of cooking tonight! Tonight Elena and I feast on hotdogs and Ray will be having leftovers.

So today was the second day of keeping my hair as is without putting it in a pony tail or washing it. Lets keep in mind, that I am now in Florida, "the land of humidity". It is 90 something degrees, humidity is at like 300% and I sweat so much it's ridiculous. I have about 46 hours more to go and you would think I would try and stay in doors for most of that time but nooooo we are going to the aquarium tomorrow! I KNOW, I KNOW! I'm a glutton for punishment!!! I guess I have just been so isolated for so long that I just need to get out of the house and do something Un-Kodiak-like. I know it's not a real word but it's a much better choice of words than what I originally intended to write lol.

I'll let you know how the aquarium goes tomorrow!