I just edited the last post I had, it was the most selfish d-bag post I've ever written. Sorry. How could I be so selfish? It pisses me off.

Well we just finished our Thanksgiving (eve) Service. Write on a 3x5 card a memory or something special about Thanksgiving for you. Come on now, get to know me, obviously mine has to do with Canada. I doubled up on Thanksgivings for 5 years, and you know what? I am thoroughly convinced it is the Best holiday for the soul. Can I get a Thank You Lord!? I think it was 3 (maybe 4) years ago that we had that one T-giving in Vermillion where we all made a Prairie choir and made that mix of "thanks" songs for the church. I remember having my sweet cordiroy(?) jacket leading the choir, man that was fun. The dinner schedule is up for tomorrow, it will be served from 1400-1700, three hours of Thanksgiving dinner? I'll be there the majority of it! Or maybe right at 2 and again at 445, we'll see. I hope the cooks give me some leftovers tomorrow night. My sister is home right now, her last visit until she deploys this winter. She'll be hanging with mom and dad at aunt Lulu's, I am thankful she gets to have a blast with them. I don't know what my brother is up to, but I bet it'll involve football, so I'm thankful he loves that. I was asked to go pray with a platoon that's heading out on a mission tonight. They pray everyday together, but asked me to come out and lead tonight. I am thankful I get to do that, Praise the Lord.

I was cleaning my weapon yesterday and I found a grape seed in it. So embarassing.

I never remember my dreams. Not true of last night. It was so weird. So me and the wife just sent our son off to college and it was like the first day as empty nesters. Weird huh, she had no name or face, but was super hot and looked in her twenties, and I looked probably in my thirties. No kidding, my dream was we got up the day after he was gone and during breakfast closed all the curtains and streaked around the house. That was the whole dream. What the heck?

I'm a terrible gift giver. For the first time this year I am really excited about some ideas I have for Christmas. I can't say them on here, but it's gonna rule. Yesterday I was told I would get home on the 23rd of Dec. How cool is that?!

I was talking to my dad yesterday. He has been watching all the Vikings games with our next door neighbor. I wish I could explain how hilarious that is. We've never really been the kind to spend time with the neighbors other than Joyce out back. So Ron is this old retired guy from Wisconsin. Turns out he's a die-hard Vikings fan. But his wife and all the grandkids are bigtime Packer fans. When my dad and Ron are downstairs watching the games, no one else is allowed down there because it sends his blood pressure through the roof. How funny is that! Oh man were me and my dad laughing lots yesterday on the phone. Hour and a half I spent with my parents yesterday, it was great.

Marriage class. Two words I've been growing more and more annoyed by the last few weeks. Tuesday topped it off for me, I hate marriage classes. So it was our last class for this session and basically about ways to pour love into your wife while we are deployed. Good stuff, right? Well, we get to the Love Language physical touch, and I'm sitting there typing up all the recommendations, and the first suggestion was toys...specifically, a fella can get a mold of his guy if you know what I'm saying. I coulda just gouged my ears out. But, the Five Love Languages is good stuff, I highly recommend the book. It was funny because later that night I had my first official- close the door in my office- marriage counseling session. What the? I give great textbook answers. After about 10 minutes he was like, well maybe I should wait til the Chaplain is around. Roger that sergeant.
Same night we had movie night in the chapel. One guy suggested we do it, and he was the only one to come. The Sandlot, been years since I've seen that great flick. When squints kisses the lifeguard is one of the best scenes in cinematic history. And I totally forgot about when they all start chewing tobacco and puke all over the amusement ride.
Have you seen the show Generation Kill? Funny stuff, really good show. I watched like two episodes last night with my roomie. Maybe it's not super funny, but I was laughing super hard at times, pretty dramatic. Makes me appreciate how safe Iraq is now, it's about OIF 1 (op Iraqi Freedom).
I don't ever want to shoot my gun. But you know what, I would do anything to get to throw a grenade at someone, is that terrible?I don't even have any in my kit to throw, but a guy can dream.