I confess I like watching those terrible 'B' shark movies. I do. Sharktopus, Sharknado, Megashark vs. Crocosaurus, Malibu Shark Attack, Ghost Shark... And my all-time favorite...Swamp Shark.
Ah, that 2011 classic.
I can't decide if my favorite part was when the nasty sheriff got eaten... (spoiler alert...the nasty sheriff gets eaten.) Or when Iz said, "Heeeey, that deputy looks like Wade Boggs." It WAS Wade Boggs.
Last night they were having a shark marathon on the SyFy channel.
Malibu Shark Attack...Swamp Shark...then Ghost Shark. What a perfect night of tv!
Ghost Shark becomes Ghost Shark after he gets blown up by some red neck fishermen. He manages to swim into a voodoo cave, where he becomes a ghost. And can attack people from ANY little bit of water. My personal fave is the attack on the guy while on the toilet.
Let's face it, we've ALL wondered at one point in our lives if something could bite our butts while on the toilet.
Good times. Good times.
I got a lot of crocheting done while watching shark tv last night.
Belle loves her blanket...it's done! :)
Next up is mine. Actually it's Iz's. I'm hoping he will share.
It's taupey tans and gray...way prettier than my iPhone photo. Except now I'm out of yarn again.
Off to write Shelby a letter...then Starbucks with Mom. Happy Tuesday!
Until we fly out for A-Day! Woohoo!! :) Last week Shelby was gassed in the gas chamber, fired RPG's and other live fire ammunition drills...repelled down Ranger Rock. Pretty cool stuff! Wonder what this week holds... Got two more letters from her. She sounds positive and upbeat. The blisters suck. Hopefully by now she's getting used to the new Cadre...and the weather won't be so bloody hot. She said she misses Satsumas, and that the oranges at West Point suck. ha ha So I will have to bring some of those out.
Making a list of things to bring out...and things to do while with her. The Army changed its mind on approved boots, and now her beloved Rockys are no longer on the ok list. Oh she was sad about that...she loved those things.
In other news...
Belle leaves for Denver, CO with her soccer team this week to play in a tournament.
Ian starts football turn outs.
Friday night we had a blast with the Thomas family, who came over for a BBQ.
Yep...I still have my 4th of July banner up outside. It'll probably stay up for awhile.
Ian & Lane are best buds. This picture is from Shelby's going away party, when Pastor Mike came and prayed over her. During the prayer:
It's bigger than this now, and I've run out of yarn. Drat. Have to run to Michaels.
Maybe this fine lady will buy some yarn with me. If I bribe her with Starbucks first. And give her a coupon.
This is what Ian looks like when he realizes (75% of the way into his Sonic slushy) that he has been drinking MY lemonberry slushy, and I have been drinking HIS watermelon/strawberry slushy....and I have been gushing over how good it is and won't give it back.
They think they're hard at work. They're not.
What do Eskimos get from sitting on the ice too long? Polaroids.
Beast is halfway done! They are beginning the second half with a new Cadre (group in charge)...and more of a focus in the field, I think.
Yesterday was the ice cream social...the half way point afternoon of relaxation for the Cadets. They go to host homes, can be on Facebook...and call home. We had a nice, long talk with Shelby. And while she still sounded ok, it definitely wasn't the upbeat tone like in her letter.
I'm praying specifically for adjusting. She really, really liked her Cadre from Beast I. And while adjusting to new things is a very basic part of life there...it's hard when you've grown attached to a leadership group that's been with you for what has most likely been the toughest 3 weeks of your life. She really admired and respected them. And now there's a new group. I'm sure it will be fine... but it's a big thing for her right now.
She now has blisters. :( They were all issued another set of boots, and I guess they are the culprits. Just another thing to deal with.
I'm also praying for help with all the memorization required. That's always been a tough one for her, and she feels behind. I could hear in her voice that she was frustrated.
Very normal stuff, I guess. The mom in me just wants to go make it all better and fix it. It's definitely so much harder to pray, and let her figure it out on her own. Which she will. :)
Look what I finished... It unfolds to twice the width...and is soooo soft! I'm going to surprise her with it on A-Day next month. :) This is some kind of record for me...got it done in a week.
On to Isabelle's:
Mine is next...and Ian just asked for one. So there is lots of crocheting in my future.