Navy Shmavy

Navy - it's a blessed word and a curse word in our house this week. Jeremiah got back from San Diego on Tuesday morning. He was thinking he would fly to his ship the following morning. Well - to get to the point - he didn't fly on Wednesday morning - or at all for that matter. They decided he would stay here until his ship returned and was passed around the different areas of "temporary duty" (not using any names). We thought we landed in a dream (turns out that is all it was). He got a few days home with us and was thrown back into the worst area of "temporary duty" on Saturday morning. (It was the worst of times and the best of times comes to mind when I think about that) I was excited to finally have him home for a General Conference weekend (it seems that he has missed every single one since being on this ship (minus the one a few days before he left in '06 for deployment). However, now he's missed Conference again! He works again today until who knows when. It's probably my fault he got it. I tend to be a jinx. Maybe I was so thrilled to have him home with me that it just couldn't last. His ship comes home this week - so, he'll be back on it and home for about another week and then he leaves again. It's Navy life. I can't complain I guess. But, I sure can be frustrated with it (I've earned the right). Only Plus is he is "HOME" and not in the Ocean.