Random thoughts about nothing and everything

• A couple of weeks ago, we found out that one of our friends/Brandon's coworker will be deploying soon. It's odd how much it has affected us. We've had friends deploy in the past, but they have always been "old" friends that we don't live around or see on a regular basis. It's very strange now to have this couple that we actually hang out with and see regularly, and know that in a short time he will be heading to Afghanistan. . . and his wife will be going through her first deployment. All the sudden this "military" thing feels a lot more real. 
• Our yard is terrible. I apparently know nothing about how to keep even basic things (like grass) alive. It's embarrassing. Most of the other wives on base take amazing care of their lawns. They mow, weed, water, fertilize, mulch, and plant flowers that just naturally blossom into loveliness. Me, not so much.
• I have a love hate relationship with the commissary. I love that I can buy refried beans for 75 cents when they are 1.25 everywhere else. I love that cheese is about half the normal price, and that sweet potatoes are only 59 cents a pound. I hate that I always forget to bring cash to tip the baggers, so I have to go through self checkout, and I always screw up the machine. Last time, the service guy had to come fix it three times during my attempt at checking out. I also hate that I don't pay enough attention to the calendar and always wind up at the commissary on payday.
• All of the friends I've made here will be PCSing before Brandon deploys. I don't know a single person who will be here when he's in the desert and I'm here alone. 
• I clean the house *almost* every morning, after breakfast. On the days when I clean it, nobody comes over. But if I skip a day and let things get messy, at least two people will pop by unexpectedly. Every time. 
• I'm pretty sure we are the only couple in the whole neighborhood that doesn't have kids.