Some of you may have already seen these pictures. The first one is the bunker I was living in during the last few weeks of deployment. There is a room in the center of that cement and about 5 feet below the ground. I felt pretty safe in there. On the next one you will notice a hand print in the grease. I was climbing up onto the truck with all my gear for guard duty and I lost my balance and stopped myself from falling by putting my hand down and into the grease. Those tires are about as high as my belly button. The next picture show some of the friends we had out in Iraq. These things were anywhere there was a light. They sit in the heat and linger during the early morning. The last one is in Kuwait. This is what appears to be a McDonald's I can't read Arabic but I have a pretty good feeling that's what it is. There you have it.

Racquet Ball Baby!! I know you covet my sexiness. It's ok, it happens. Just look in the mirror everyday and say to yourself: I know one day I can be as cool as my brother Bryan.

These are some most enjoyable pictures of LBL, that's Land Between the Lakes. You can look it up and see why it is called that. Anyhoo, This is where I spent a lot of my time before I started dating Bobbie. This area is actually where we went on our first date. Those clam things are huge. The shells are all over the place and are all about that size. I took some home and made a bra type, but very masculine, support for myself to cover up my nipple-less, yet surprisingly fuzzy, chest.

So there is no confusion to who this witty and hansom man is posting these very intelligent comments and remarks, I have changed our blog name.

Since I am way over here on the other side of the world fighting for oil and defending our Freedom, I am kind of out of the loop on the "Brett knifing people" bit. What's the deal with that?

I think I just woke up or something. This is the kitchen area of our little apt.

Now I'm ready to go out on the town

This picture really doesn't relate to the other's. But I was going through some pics and thought this would be a nice one to put on here for you all to enjoy. This is at a stake dance. We sort of under dressed. Not on purpose, they just didn't specify.
This is our little friend I found in a parking lot. Poor little guy was abandoned and I had to come and rescue him. He has a good home now.
Here is a pic of beautiful truck...my beautiful Bobbie I mean. haha, this is actually one of my favorite pictures of Bobbie.
Look at me and my bad self. These are a few weeks old. Bobbie and I were spending the day down in Nashville. We had just went to the Temple and needed a place to change our clothes. We actually took turns pulling security while the other changed in the cab of the truck.