Robin's space

Its been awhile.  I have the opportunity to be going to Germany on deployment for the next four months.  Though it will be lonely with out friends and family with me I will have the opportunity in supporting my fellow soldiers and to do my job.   Which is good seeing I got let go from my last job with Allegiance, so a deployment comes as a blessing right now.  I finally finished my BA in Anthropology, but have not a clue what to do with it.  Looks like I may start back at square one and go back for an AS in Respiratory Therapy.  I look forward to seeing how the upcoming elections come out.  I am cheering for the vet and chick (seriously they are the only sane choice).   I just wanted to touch base, but will be posting pics and stories of my life on deployment soon.  Later gaters!

Happy Fathers day to those of you that are lucky to be called Dad or Grandfather. I want to send a thank you to my Grandfather who has been one of the primary influences of the male model for me.  My husband and I were talking the other day about the traits that I have that influences my actions.  I get my stubbornness from my Mother, my brains from my Uncle (well, it is a shared trait in my family), my cooking from my Grandmother, and my procrastination from my Grandfather.  What does this make me?  A smart cook that knows when to call for take out, because I put off going grocery shopping.  In any case, I love my family and everything that have taught me, even if it had to be done in the form of a lecture once or twice.  To my Poppy- Happy Fathers Day.

I have been negligent in my updates. I have been busy with the daily activities that consist of my life. Where to start? Blanding in its self was interesting, and no I did not walk away with any welts what so ever, but the production and the enforcement of stated rules left much to be desired. Lets us say that though we had superior numbers we had a few thing stacked against us. First the our base and insertion point was located way out in the woods and far away from the city its self. Secondly the refs were terrible and would continuously make calls that were in favor of the other side. Third, the other side was like fighting the zombie horde with them never calling out or “dieing”. Last, the paint sucked (and for $70 a case you would expect it to a least break). My tutu was a hit though. One of the XF guys would of nailed me except he realized I was in a tutu, so it saved my …

Anyway, the dance recital went well and I do not think I made that many mistakes. If anything I danced my little heart out. I can be practical and say I will never be a ballerina, but there is something wonderful about going up on stage; the lights, make-up, and rush behind stage. I miss performing.

I will be finishing up Spanish next week. It has gone by in a blur, and I still have one more summer course to survive.  I can at least tell you I need to study in Spanish and were I live.  Wish me luck for the next semester, because if this one was had the next one will be harder. Its late. I need to head home, but I will try to post again soon.

Hello everyone.  I have enrolled in Spanish for the summer and am now enjoying the break neck speed at which these classes go.  I have a test on chapters one and two for tomorrow.  I also have a group presentation next Tuesday.  Ahhh!  I need to start watching Spanish cartoons.  In any case we are looking forward to Camp Blanding and I am trying to decide between the red or white tutu for playing the night game.  Oh decisions, decisions.  Life seems to pile those at your feet till you do something.  For now though, I have a date with some flash cards.  I will talk to you later!