I'm still groggy from being woke up by calls settling the last details for tomorrow. I've had a bite to eat in the hotel bistro (hot wings and a seafood pasta dish) and I'm in for the night.
Action-Wife is missing me at home. We just got off the phone talking about the hundred and one things we've missed in the run of the day we've been apart. It's nice to know we still enjoy talking on the phone to each other. That's one of the things married couples often lose after spending so many years together.
My day tomorrow is going to be longer than I thought. I have to be up at 5:30am so I can pick up my press credential and be on base by 8:00am. I'll help out the morning crew and take over the SAT truck near noon.
I've got the weekend off after I get back to Los Angeles. Action-Wife and Action-Kid will probably go see a movie with me, but I don't really care so much what we do. It'll be nice to just be home again. It was just a short trip, but I've been working a lot of long days recently and spending way too much time in traffic.
I'll have a couple of pictures tomorrow of the Reagan aircraft carrier. The kid in me thinks those big boats are pretty darned impressive. I'm thankful for having the military, but I don't think people make the connection when they see those boats. I find it a little sad that so much of our efforts as a country have to go into means of destruction. That might not be the best way to look at it. I just know the world I'd like to live in wouldn't need an aircraft carrier. On the other hand, as much as I hate being a hypocrite, since I live in the real world, maybe I'll take two.
On top of everything else, I forgot to order a beer with my dinner. Dang.