I think the last time I posted anything, I was busy rearranging and cleaning the house while B was TDY.
The weekend after that post, I took the 10 hour drive to go down and visit him for a few days. I have to admit that, while I don't like the area, Fort Bliss has some nicer amenities than Fort Hood. Fort Hood has two commissaries, two PXs, and a two screen movie theater that's been closed for almost a year. There is a Chili's, a Pizza Hut, and a scattering of fast food joints (food court in the Exchanges, a Burger King, and a Blimpie.)
Fort Bliss has a selection of restaurants, including a couple of bars, a sushi place, hot wings joint, a HUGE food court in an actual mall, a theater with I think 10 screens, and other stuff that we never got around to looking at. It's not a big post, but the area it's in is *really* bad. El Paso, TX/Juarez, Mexico. We tried really hard not to go off post much while we were there. I think we left once to go to a really good Italian place, but honestly we didn't need to. Bliss had so much to offer, that there wasn't much reason to leave. I suppose if we were actually stationed there, I'd be half tempted to shop somewhere else, because even though there's no sales tax on post, there are no generic brands either. It is usually cheaper to shop at a big box store like Wal-mart or Sam's Club. Considering El Paso, though, I'd have to weigh that considerably against the area itself.
It was fun to get out of the house for a few days, even if it was to spend a large portion of time holed up in B's hotel room watching Animal Planet. Even that was kind of neat, because we don't have cable, and without a converter thingy, we can't even watch the local news.
Speaking of news, while I was at Fort Bliss, I learned some other news. Apparently, I can get pregnant after all. It's still really early, so technically anything could happen, but B is so happy and excited. Since I've miscarried before, and threatened to once already with this one, he just about won't let me do anything. We were (mildly) arguing this morning about laundry and who would be doing it. He wants me to "take it easy" and "put your feet up", and "let me do it." And that's awesome. I should totally take advantage of that, and I might... later, like when I can't see my toes, catch my breath, or walk up and down the two flights of stairs in our place without being in danger of toppling over frontwards or backwards due to altered center of gravity. I'm not really complaining. Well, not entirely. I'm sort of bragging, too, because he's awesome. He tries hard to take care of me, and he's been really sweet (mostly) with my random grumpiness and spates of ill-temper.
On the other hand, my neighbor, Bug's Mom, has suggested I bring my knitting and needlework over to her place for a while during the day. Then I'll be slacking without the guilt, because she'll be slacking, too. I think it sounds like a great solution to the problem of just sitting and doing nothing, even if it is somewhat justified. Today, I can't, because the bug folks are coming this afternoon, so this morning I need to get everything out from under the cabinets in the kitchen and bathrooms. Tomorrow, I might be able to in the afternoon, because all I really have going that morning is the Safe-lite folks are coming to fix the window on the truck.
Which reminds me of another bit of news. B was driving home from the store and a haircut, when BLAM! For no apparent reason, the passenger window shattered inward. He said he thought he was being shot at. I wouldn't be surprised if someone HAD taken a pot-shot, not thinking that their projectile was going to eventually cross a roadway. He said no one was around, and it obviously wasn't thrown up from the vehicle in front of him, because then it would've hit the windshield. He didn't get hurt, which is good, but he was really upset.
Anyway, I think that's all for now. I have been knitting and cross-stitching, and soon I'll post some finished things, and some patterns. :-)
