The brother visit is going swimmingly. He just graduated college and is looking for a Big Boy Job, so he's content to sit around all day with me watching South Park and eating trail mix. Easy entertainment.
My husband was supposed to jump this morning, so the brother and I were going to head out to the St. Mere Eglise Drop Zone to watch. (Do they really not see how disturbing that name is? Talk about inauspicious. Husband and I were trying to come up with other examples: Omaha Beach Water Park, etc.) Anyway, I thought watching the jump would be the coolest thing you can do in this town, but naturally the Army didn't cooperate with my tourist plans. The husband got up at 3:30 for a 9:00 jump -- let's hear it for Hurry Up And Wait -- and then called shortly after 8:00 to say they'd run out of parachutes so he wasn't jumping today. So there goes my good idea.
Looks like more South Park for us.
Posted by Sarah at July 13, 2007 08:36 AM | TrackBackOmaha Beach Water Park! Sarah, you're too much. I rarely post comments, but that's just too good to let pass.
Posted by: Chadd at July 13, 2007 08:56 AMSounds like what happened today... My DH was told last week he'd be on a jump today, and when he wasn't called with info on where and when, he went looking. He found that a few hours after he was informed he was on the jump, he was taken off the list. Nobody told him that part, though.
Go figure.