It has not been a quiet year in Lake Woebegone.
I spent the first quarter of the year deployed to Afghanistan and the month of April trying to get retired out of the military with the correct paperwork. And, as you are aware, a lot of the rest of the year traveling. Not counting my AF frequent PAX terminal stops (Germany, seven different locations in Afghanistan + Kuwait) I managed to get to New Orleans, Boston, NYC, DC, VA, CA, Seattle, AK, FL (we will not count plane changes in lovely locations like Huston). Besides Germany I can count Spain, the Canaries, Italy, Austria, France, Monoco, UK, BE, NL in Europe plus Mexico, Belize, Panama and Honduras in Central America. A lot of these just might be secondary to cruise ships but I am going to count them just the same.
The Mole did miserably in school and was unceremoniously brought back home. The Maus graduated. Ms Soprano fell, broke her foot and got to come back to German to heal complete with golden retriever. The Eldest overcame a lot of challenges in her personal life and has motored forward with impressive equanimity. George spent entirely too much time on the road.
This fall seemed to be more of the same. The Mole was not a happy camper, Ms Soprano spent the fall taking classes on line so that she would not lose the semester completely. She also proved that self discipline is the difference between success and not when achieving personal goals. Maus started at Pratt and successfully completed her first semester. The Eldest is an amazing photographer. Unfortunately – with the increasing sophistication of digital cameras it is harder and harder to make a decent living at it. George is looking to win an award for the most hours spent on evening conference calls in one week. So far his personal best seems to be 20+ hours.
Which takes us to this evening – friends over for dinner, 3/4 offspring actually present for the meal and then there are fireworks which normally last for 30 minutes or more.