Day 60

That's right boys and girls today is day 60. The last couple
of nights I've gotten good rest, so I'm actually sort of O.K.
right now.

For the first time in at least 2 months, I had fast food. When
I went to get the boys food, I got some myself. Chick-fil-a.
Their waffle fries have such a fresh clean potato taste. Yes,
it was bad, but it's been too long.

The auto-body shop has warned me the car may be a total
loss. IF this is the case, the replacement will either be an xD
or a Honda Fit. We'll see. They won't even start tear-down
until Monday. So I'll be sans vehicle for probably three weeks.
Fortunately Jed Clampett is letting me use his truck, then
Sunday I will change over to the Buick, as they (YEAH!!!!!!)
are leaving for Murrells Inlet. They should be pleased with
what was done for them over the summer.

The mechanics are referring to me now as "Pete's Bitch."
It's sort of funny in a not funny way. "Can you do me a
favor" always means trouble for me.

Tomorrow is Sebastian's 30th Birthday. I remember him
as a 19 year old in school. Happy Birthday, Seb. Sorry I
can't be there to celebrate with you. München this time
of the year must be a blast!

Tonight is the last Channel Mission for me until September!
Will I miss them? Uh, not really.

The V.P. of Military Sales is on the phone, need to scoot!