Alright folks, there is some important bulletins you all need to be aware of. Even though this blog has become completely neglected due to everything here becoming routine, This is another noteworthy piece of INTEL. There is a great possiblity of us returning to Utah this July. Not just a visit, I mean we are seriously considering comming home. We've been weighing our options and since our lease ends in July we think that would be an appropriate time to move home. We have found a really nice place in Aiea and are still considering opening another lease there. Even though it is expensive, Jeff has pleaded with us to say and is willing to pay a part of it. Also, April is seriously considering the military, specifically joining the Air Force. Among the perks for joining are that they'd pay for our schooling and a decent stipend along with it. They also would have her sign in as an officer and she'd get to forgo the boot camp and grunt training. She'd go right into officer training school and then she'd be in school for the next few years to get her Phd. In the meantime I would be able to go back to school for my MBA. The whole key to this plan is getting April into her senior year. The catch is that a BSN may not be enough to qualify for the Air Force scholarship program. She may have to start anew. She has stated that she's aiming to be a pediatrician. We'd have to do a year's worth of schooling on our own before we could go military. So that means we (by we I mean she goes and I help her study) would be headed back to WSU to finish the Bachelors and then on to UofU to do the rest. The reason we're considering comming back to UT to do this is to cut costs. Its just not feasible for me to go back to work and for us to live a bad part of the island so we can afford to stay. Our consideration has fallen to moving back in with Mom (Barker) for a while to help us get out of debt and so she has her own personal cook. Ha! I am only volunteering for two nights a week, so those of you who suddenly have the idea of crashing mom's place every night for dinner can forget it. The options we have are the following.
Stay here for the next 19 years and retire with the govt with the pensions and govt retirement stuff. Then move back to UT and find a home to die in. Move to Utah now and go back to school then join the military and possibly get stationed all over the world after April finishes school. Hopefully they wouldn't deploy us in weird locations since re-stationing in the Air Force isn't very frequent and it is quite expensive. But for they wouldn't move us while april was in school, so we'd be in UT for the next 5 or so years.
See there is a dilema here....any input? Call April and let her know what you think.
POLL RULES: YOU MAY ONLY VOTE ONCE. STOKERS AND FOLEYS, THIS MEANS YOU!!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Monday, December 21, 2009
Quick reminder to all those who (are still here) read this
I suppose the title is misleading, I don't really have anything to remind you all of. Do have some new stuff to let you all in on though.
Currently my parents and little brothers (yes the retarded one and the one with Down's Syndrome) are here. Yay. I do so enjoy family visits. It gives me a reason to get out of the house and to tourist'y things. The funny part is that we haven't done much of anything even though they've been here for a week. Most of what we've done is just cook and eat (that's what the Foley's do best donchaknow) and hang out. The visit has also included a good deal of maintenance and getting ready for the fireworks tents. Most of you folks remember that we work for a week selling fireworks. Its grueling work but its rewarding in its own way. I get to shoot off the random leftovers that don't go back to the warehouse. Yay. As far as Christmas preparations go we're doing fine. Thanks Mom B for the gifts for the girls, they are under the tree and awaiting Christmas day. Santa was kinder to us this year than last. We're actually doing alright. Still in the process of trying to sell our Utah house, but other than that we have the liberty to get and do some nice things for eachother. Last year April got me body wash and gum........yeah, you're probably right, she was trying to tell me something.....how rude. So this year I am getting her some rubber kitchen gloves and a bottle of laundry soap. ha ha.
Funny thing, happened to me the other day and it got me thinking if this is how all wives are. April admitted to looking through the internet browsing history to see if I had ordered her anything online. Not only is that unfair but rather deviously out of character for her, those of you who claim to know her best can back me up on that one. She said to me in not so many words, "I guess I just gave myself away, since now you know I was looking for what you got me". This brings me to the question. Isn't that sort of like reading someone's journal or parusing through their locked treasure chest? Hmmmmmm. Needless to say I covered my tracks well enough she didn't get wind of any possible gift ordering. But the fact that she was 'peaking' through the virtual wrapping paper makes me wonder.
Meanwhile back at the batcave, I want to wish the family(ies) in general a Merry Christmas from the heart. It is at time like these when the pangs of solitude affect us most. The nativity at the barkers with the standard characters and 40 angels with 35 sheep. The complete lack of oxygen in the west wing due to all the singing and laughing. The cleanup crew that wisks through the dishes and empty pop cans from half a million people, games at the Whittingtons where we learn that we're all a little more 'twisted' than we thought, food at home till you can't even lay down because it hurts so bad, yeah that's Christmas for me, and now that we're a quarter world away, please know that even though we won't be there with you in person, we're there in thought and feeling. So eat and laugh and sing and play, and know that no matter what happens to us on this volcanic speck, home for us is where you all are.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good (pie) night.
Currently my parents and little brothers (yes the retarded one and the one with Down's Syndrome) are here. Yay. I do so enjoy family visits. It gives me a reason to get out of the house and to tourist'y things. The funny part is that we haven't done much of anything even though they've been here for a week. Most of what we've done is just cook and eat (that's what the Foley's do best donchaknow) and hang out. The visit has also included a good deal of maintenance and getting ready for the fireworks tents. Most of you folks remember that we work for a week selling fireworks. Its grueling work but its rewarding in its own way. I get to shoot off the random leftovers that don't go back to the warehouse. Yay. As far as Christmas preparations go we're doing fine. Thanks Mom B for the gifts for the girls, they are under the tree and awaiting Christmas day. Santa was kinder to us this year than last. We're actually doing alright. Still in the process of trying to sell our Utah house, but other than that we have the liberty to get and do some nice things for eachother. Last year April got me body wash and gum........yeah, you're probably right, she was trying to tell me something.....how rude. So this year I am getting her some rubber kitchen gloves and a bottle of laundry soap. ha ha.
Funny thing, happened to me the other day and it got me thinking if this is how all wives are. April admitted to looking through the internet browsing history to see if I had ordered her anything online. Not only is that unfair but rather deviously out of character for her, those of you who claim to know her best can back me up on that one. She said to me in not so many words, "I guess I just gave myself away, since now you know I was looking for what you got me". This brings me to the question. Isn't that sort of like reading someone's journal or parusing through their locked treasure chest? Hmmmmmm. Needless to say I covered my tracks well enough she didn't get wind of any possible gift ordering. But the fact that she was 'peaking' through the virtual wrapping paper makes me wonder.
Meanwhile back at the batcave, I want to wish the family(ies) in general a Merry Christmas from the heart. It is at time like these when the pangs of solitude affect us most. The nativity at the barkers with the standard characters and 40 angels with 35 sheep. The complete lack of oxygen in the west wing due to all the singing and laughing. The cleanup crew that wisks through the dishes and empty pop cans from half a million people, games at the Whittingtons where we learn that we're all a little more 'twisted' than we thought, food at home till you can't even lay down because it hurts so bad, yeah that's Christmas for me, and now that we're a quarter world away, please know that even though we won't be there with you in person, we're there in thought and feeling. So eat and laugh and sing and play, and know that no matter what happens to us on this volcanic speck, home for us is where you all are.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good (pie) night.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
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Click the comments link below or the title of this entry and leave your answer. If you know what this is and you get it right, I will send you your very own Maui Gold Pineapple just in time for christmas. If you know where this came from (store and/or city) I will send you something else as a surprise with your pineapple. THE MYERS' AND THE THOMSONS ARE EXCLUDED FROM ANSWERING. (cheaters, thought you were gonna get a free pineapple? well guess again and no telling anyone else and splitting the reward for that matter)
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