Three weeks without a post? WTF, Alice?
Wow...I'm like not even the same person as a few weeks ago. I had a sudden crisis of faith and have been speding beaucoup time with my nephews and niece. I'd been the absent aunt for so long. I spend much of my non working time over there, telling stories and playing. We're watching lot of Star Wars and lightsaber fighting. Little Robert is so adorable playing the emperor, doing his lighting. He can say Force now and then scrunches up his face and makes the lightning hands. Then, we all take a nap together. Later, there is baking with Laura and some Barbie time.
Being the boss is a weird double edged sword. I get called into meetings a lot and get asked all sorts of interesting questions. I always think, well, let me ask Commander Lasagna. Then, it's, shit, I'm in charge. I do still hit him up all the time. Dude, what's this thing they're asking me? The downside of all of this is that there is a million and one things do take care of and it's all my responsibility. The upside is that it's now all on my schedule. But the downside is that there are a million and one things to take care of so I spend just as much time at work. Now, I get even more late night and weekend calls to saddle up and go somewhere. So far, I've gotten volunteers, but I'm going to have to ante up soon if I'm going to be worth my salt as a boss.
I have ditching survival training tomorrow at O Dark Thirty. Should be fun getting wet in the wee hours of the morning. I'm flying all night gigs this week too. I took an ILS Y Approach this evening into a gusty crosswind, but the landing was nothing but butter, main gear kissing the runway.
We had another installment of Insanity: The Asylum 2 and are into Hypertrophy MAX. We did the hips, gluts and thighs today. Beach Body Coach is PCS'ing so I'm going to have to find a new workout master. The other day, I had just run 8 miles and came back in to get corralled into Insanity.
Writing like a fiend during my down time. I can even do some writing while we're on autopilot, going from A to B, taking turns with the copilot to make sure we're still straight and level. I had a hilarious multiplayer game in which poor Kyle got smashed by a brute and died and then Doc Holiday and I killed it and it fell on top of Kyle like a snuggly blanket. I was laughing so hard. I had another with Supra in which we both died at the same time and fell into a little 69 position...I mean like graphic :P I got in a game with Osage, my fanfic bud from Aria's Afterlife ff.net forum. We got to wave 10 of a gold hazard map with only three and they were only in the 100 range of N7 rankings. We kicked butt and came so close. I'm at 98% in the grand Mass Effect challenge banner. I have three gold maps to go and the two *cough cough* easy gold solos...not. I did try a gold solo and got to the end of wave 9 with my turian ghost. I was doing well, but literally got tired with numb hands and started making stupid mistakes (50 minutes into the game).
Well, time for bed since I have to get dunked in the freezing water early tomorrow.
Being the boss is a weird double edged sword. I get called into meetings a lot and get asked all sorts of interesting questions. I always think, well, let me ask Commander Lasagna. Then, it's, shit, I'm in charge. I do still hit him up all the time. Dude, what's this thing they're asking me? The downside of all of this is that there is a million and one things do take care of and it's all my responsibility. The upside is that it's now all on my schedule. But the downside is that there are a million and one things to take care of so I spend just as much time at work. Now, I get even more late night and weekend calls to saddle up and go somewhere. So far, I've gotten volunteers, but I'm going to have to ante up soon if I'm going to be worth my salt as a boss.
I have ditching survival training tomorrow at O Dark Thirty. Should be fun getting wet in the wee hours of the morning. I'm flying all night gigs this week too. I took an ILS Y Approach this evening into a gusty crosswind, but the landing was nothing but butter, main gear kissing the runway.
We had another installment of Insanity: The Asylum 2 and are into Hypertrophy MAX. We did the hips, gluts and thighs today. Beach Body Coach is PCS'ing so I'm going to have to find a new workout master. The other day, I had just run 8 miles and came back in to get corralled into Insanity.
Writing like a fiend during my down time. I can even do some writing while we're on autopilot, going from A to B, taking turns with the copilot to make sure we're still straight and level. I had a hilarious multiplayer game in which poor Kyle got smashed by a brute and died and then Doc Holiday and I killed it and it fell on top of Kyle like a snuggly blanket. I was laughing so hard. I had another with Supra in which we both died at the same time and fell into a little 69 position...I mean like graphic :P I got in a game with Osage, my fanfic bud from Aria's Afterlife ff.net forum. We got to wave 10 of a gold hazard map with only three and they were only in the 100 range of N7 rankings. We kicked butt and came so close. I'm at 98% in the grand Mass Effect challenge banner. I have three gold maps to go and the two *cough cough* easy gold solos...not. I did try a gold solo and got to the end of wave 9 with my turian ghost. I was doing well, but literally got tired with numb hands and started making stupid mistakes (50 minutes into the game).
Well, time for bed since I have to get dunked in the freezing water early tomorrow.