Wow, hi there, 2009. Kind of snuck up on me, didn't you? Never mind the mess, that's just 2008 on its way out. Come on in and have a cup of coffee; it's cold out there. I'll even add some Baileys to it.
Had dinner last night with the husband and a good friend of his. Good friend is a commander in the military and is being sent back to Iraq in March, and then hopefully will have a safe return home and he can retire. He'll be forty years old and he's been pretty decorated, so his military career was successful and satisfying for him. He was telling us what it's like over there, and was really open and casual about being around other men in those extreme conditions. The temperature in the winter gets below freezing (and up to 155 degrees F in the summer, UGH) and in his own words, "It's okay to spoon, but not to fork."
HAHAHAHA! I can just imagine. I almost said, "You'd get a hell of a lot warmer if you forked," but that probably wouldn't have won me any friends, and my husband might have taken away my wine glass. Instead, I just smiled and listened to all the male bonding tales and made up my own stories of military boys in my head.
Happy 2009, slashers! May your year be filled with random moments of boy love.