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Sweet Saturday

Sam took Katie up to Republican land to pick up her new glasses lenses today--she went to the eye doctor while she was with my parents, because they were out driving and realized that she was squinting to read the road signs. Her eyes hadn't changed much at her last few yearly check-ups, but they did this time. She says everything is very nice and clear. I need to go get my own checked, but glasses are so danged expensive!

We had a nice date and a delicious steak dinner. Sam's been promising that he'll make chicken fettucine alfredo since last weekend, but the girl was gone, then he had a pretty tiring week. That's quite a meal to cook after a day at work. So I'm hoping he'll feel up to it tomorrow. The steak was really good, though!

Katie got a long letter from her friend Josh, who left for Air Force basic training recently. Then she even got a phone call from him! Apparently his group1 is doing really well, so they got access to a sort of recreation area with vending machines and pay phones after just two weeks of training. Another friend of theirs who just got out of training said they didn't get that until after five weeks, which is apparently pretty standard.

I worry about Josh--this just isn't a good time to be going into any branch of the military, as far as I'm concerned. But I'm sure he'll be a good airman, and it's what he wanted to do.

Thanks to Elizabeth Bear (), I now know that, Ohs noes! Franz Kafka read pron! I can't quite figure out why it's such a big deal to anyone, but I'm certainly not a Kafka scholar. Is there any healthy adult in the world who, given the opportunity, has not read/viewed porn at some point in his or her life?

The girl saw Mamma Mia with my mother, and said she thinks we'll enjoy watching it together. I don't pay much attention to what's in the theaters, so other than thinking it might have some connection to Abba I was clueless. Bear also posted a link to an interesting review that finally gave me a clue as to why Katie liked it so much.


1 It isn't a platoon--what do they call them in the AF?

4 comments

  1. Moondazed says:

    I’m afraid I’m woe­ful­ly igno­rant of mil­i­tary ter­mi­nol­o­gy, sor­ry I can’t help with that, but my son was in JROTC and I was ter­ri­fied that he’d join the mil­i­tary, espe­cial­ly when his girl­friend men­tioned that if they were mar­ried and she was preg­nant he’d get paid more(!!!). Luck­i­ly he hasn’t enlist­ed, he’s still work­ing at the gro­cery store and floun­der­ing around about enrolling in com­mu­ni­ty col­lege, and his girl­friend is now on-again, off-again. Who knows where he’ll end up…

    I hope you get your chick­en din­ner soon 🙂

  2. Dwivian says:

    In the Air Force, they are called wings, flight groups, flights, and squadrons. So, prob­a­bly this is about his flight or flight group.

    If they got food access at two weeks, they’re doing amaz­ing­ly well.

    AF duty over­seas is kin­da dull — not a lot of direct con­flict, as the sup­port for air­craft role tends to be back from the lines, inside secu­ri­ty perime­ters. Hope­ful­ly he’ll be fine.

  3. cyn says:

    Just enjoyed that din­ner, and it was great!

    Appar­ent­ly he is in a “Flight,” Dwiv. Thank you.

    I dat­ed an AF guy years and years ago, and he said he chose that branch because they send their offi­cers out to do the actu­al fight­ing. Hope­ful­ly Josh will be safe. We’ve known him for a decade or so, though, so I can’t help but wor­ry a bit.

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