Oscar

One of the things I do quite often is think of names for my children yet to be born. I think Katie has picked out some of the most beautiful names for daughters and I have taken it upon myself to find a name or two for sons. The one below is currently a favorite:

OSCAR

Oscar is a male name used in a few Western European countries. In Irish legends, Oscar was the son of Oisín. This name was Gaelic means "deer lover". In Old English, the name also means "god spear".

I really like it. I even mentioned to Katie that we could name him Adam Oscar and then his initials would be AOK. I don't think she likes it much.

Another 20 Days

Another 20 days pass and I haven't added any more posts to my blog. Occasionally I will think it is due to how quickly time passes over here. When you are at work around 90+ hours a week and you sleep or attempt to sleep during a majority of the remaining hours, time passes quickly. Then I remember that it feels as if I have been here forever and I have forever to go before I return home. Most likely I don't post many entries because my life here is somewhat boring and what I am prohibiting from telling you many of the fascinating stories that I do have. Either way, I am doing well. A friend just turned 29 and another friend and her husband announced they are expecting their third child in the fall. To both of them congratulations.

Toilets & Mirrors

I have been to a few different countries during my time on this planet, but by no means would I consider myself a world traveler. That being said, one aspect of world travel that I feel I can talk about is the bathroom or restroom. I think I have used restrooms in 7 countries and Texas. That might not impress some of you that probably have visited more than that on a cruise to the Caribbean. Who cares...I do.

We were fortunate enough to get a mobile trailer with some toilets and sinks at our place of employment. For whatever reason (probably a financial one) the building I work in does not have running water or restroom facilities. Everything was done in the porta-johns outside the building. Not too bad right now, but when the temperature rises, I am told it is not pleasant sitting down in the porta-john when it is 130 degrees out. So, our leadership hooked us up with this trailer...3 stalls and a sink on the male side and 2 stalls and a sink on the women's side (another story on why I know that).

I think our friends from the defense contractor built out the trailer for us and some of them are not citizens of the US, a majority of them may not be more than 5 feet tall. Why is this important? When the average American male sits down on the toilet in this new trailer he doesn't have enough room and his knees bang up against the stall door. These stalls aren't built for most of us. I am just glad I am not as tall as some of the guys in the unit. None of us complain, though, as it beats the porta-johns any day.

The mirror was the same. Hanging right over the sink, perfect for someone standing no taller than 58 inches. It took about 5 weeks until someone moved it. I am not sure if it was one of the guys in the unit or one of the contractors that had to borrow a ladder.

Going on 20 Days

It has been 20 days since I last posted an entry on my blog...that is pathetic.

I actually have a few in draft version (Toilets & Mirrors, Caveladies, The Unit & 24, and Oscar), I just need to finish them and then post them. I will do that soon. Just wanted to send this note to let everyone know I am ok.