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The magic of chocolate

So I slept poorly Wednesday night. The hotel room we were in had the LOUDEST ac unit I've come across in a long time. And it failed to keep the room as cold as I wanted it. So I ended up waking at 5:30 a.m. and trying to turn on the t.v. without waking up the Orclette. Massive failure-she seems supernaturally attuned to my movements these days. So I really thought we'd both sleep soundly last night. Forlorn hope, as it turned out. Ended up out in the living room watching Gilmore Girls at 4 in the morning. With the Orclette. And we had chocolate. And suddenly, I felt like I could fall asleep. All was well with the world, God was smiling at me. The magic of chocolate. We stayed asleep until 8:30 a.m., a minor miracle.

The zoo was fun, although the Orclette thought the other little kids were just as cool as the exotic animals. All animals were either "doggy" or "horse." Although she did figure out monkey. And she knows what birds are. But all other animals were either doggy or horse. We took a train ride which she thought was awesome and of course visited the gift shop where I picked out the perfect stuffed animal for the Orclette before she saw it. I'm good. I'm very very good. It's a pink monkey, very soft, looks like Curious George. She fell in love the minute she saw it and was very upset when she left the shop without out. Little did she know her mother was at that moment buying it. And her face when I brought it out ... it's a good thing she's getting a sibling to split up the gift-giving. Otherwise she'd be totally spoiled.

As far as Albuquerque goes ... I don't like it. I've deduced that I just don't like the desert scene. I've seen Albuquerque, I've seen northern New Mexico, and I've seen Las Cruces and the surrounding towns. I feel safe now in saying that I don't like New Mexico. I'm praying that Damm doesn't get stationed in NM when he graduates. Of course there are worse places, but I really, really don't want to stay here. Colorado would be wonderful. Or the East Coast. Where you can get decent Tex-Mex food. Where you can get enchiladas that are rolled up and not layered like pancakes. And I must stop talking about food.

Update on how Damm's doing ... he's at the top in his platoon for shooting. Well, among the top. He didn't score as well during the shooting test as he did in practice. But he's doing really well during his PT tests and is one of the few to consistently pass them. He's called twice so far, only for 5 minutes each time, but there's a rumor that cell phones might be given back to the soldiers if they're really, really good. And also that if the soldier's family is in SC the night of the 15th that their soldier will be allowed off-base to spend the night with them. So at this point I'm looking at having the night of the 15th, full day 16, 17, 18, and part of the 19th with Damm. If he's allowed to spend the night off base all those days ... wow I'll be spending lots of money on hotel rooms. Obviously we don't want to share with mother-in-law and brother-in-law.

So, that's what going on in the Orc household.

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