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About Kate.

Back a few days ago, I mentioned that Kate had a surprise for me today…

Nope, not a chateau in the south of France. Better.

SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT!

Ok, not completely out. But she pretty much doesn’t have to go back to work at all. Turns out my lover had some vacation (they call it “leave”) built up, and she’s taking it now. It’s more than enough to carry her to the end of her contract, so she’s spent all week turning in her Marine Corps stuff and doing all the final paperwork and trudging through all the red tape.

SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT! SHE’S OUT!

I’m a little excited, can you tell?

Oh, and let me tell you how that evil biatch told me.

As our faithful readers know, I’ve been getting up before the Almighty all week, so that I can say goodbye to Corporal Kate before she goes to work.

This morning was different. I sort of faded into conciousness. No alarm clock. I must have been dreaming about silk or something, I don’t remember. My first thoughts were in sort of the order of

mmmm… warm
silk. I love silk.
or satin.
whatever.
sunlight.
sunlight?
Kate?
no Kate.
She’s in the kitchen, I hear her voice.
sunlight?
CRAP, SHE OVERSLEPT!

So I hop out of bed, throw on some tap pants and a camisole, and bolt for the kitchen.

Talk about a screeching halt.

“Surprise!!!” I about had a freakin’ heart attack! The three of them scared the you-know-what out of me. Screaming like that. No sense, none of them. You can KILL a person screaming at them when they just wake up like that!

There’s Kate, sitting at the table, drinking coffee. In her chemise. And my sister and brother-in-law, too. So there sit the three of them, at the kitchen table, all in their underwear, drinking coffee and scaring the bejeezus out of me.

The world has indeed gone mad.

Now I know I just got done talking about how our family isn’t really bashful about being half-naked around each other. But Kate’s kind of new to the family, and this was sort of a first. I admit it. I suffered a ridiculous moment of awkwardness. In my defense, I was still half asleep. And desperately confused. Why was Kate still here?

So after the three Archangels of Hell got through laughing at me, Kate managed to get me calm and sitting, and got some coffee for me. (She may be a succubus, but she’s a considerate one.) There was some pouting and a little cussing. I confess.

Then it got kind of funny. Colonel Jack MacGyver (he kind of reminds me of Richard Dean Anderson before the gray hair) was doing his best to “not look” too hard while Kate got my coffee and refilled all theirs. He was failing miserably, though. Ruthie caught him eyeballing Kate’s butt, of course, and yelled at him. “You know if you didn’t look, I’d be worried about you!” She mortifies even me sometimes. Kate didn’t even miss a beat, though. She “accidently” flashed him a little hip. Nothing much, just hip. I thought he’d turn purple after all the shades of red he went through. I half think Kate and Ruthie had it planned out ahead of time. Wouldn’t surprise me, heathens. Anyways, show over, Kate sat down.

She finally gave me the whole scoop about the “leave” and all that. It’s a good thing it was a REALLY good surprise, or I might be sitting in the pokey right now, awaiting arraignment.

She OWES me the chateau in France now.

Filed under: About, Corporal Kate, Family, Humor, Romance

24 Responses

  1. Anonymous says:

    Thats nice. I suppose you’ll be getting many more lie ins now, until your holidays finish.

    (Assuming you dont find anything better to do instead of sleep.)
    guthrie

  2. JanieBelle says:

    Oh, God. You just don’t KNOW how much I hate seeing the sun come up.

    Kate says I’m just pouting to get some attention.

    (I’m not really mad, but hey, maybe there’ll be some chocolate in it for me!)

  3. JanieBelle says:

    You know, if you want to keep a secret from me, you probably shouldn’t type it while I’m reading over your shoulder.

    Doofus.

    K

  4. JanieBelle says:

    Oh yeah. I forgot you could read.

    J

  5. JanieBelle says:

    Sorry, guthrie,

    We’re in a bit of a silly mood over here.

    JanieBelle and Corporal Kate

  6. Anonymous says:

    Hehehe.
    Understandable.
    I’ll leave you to it.
    guthrie

  7. JanieBelle says:

    Always good to see you, guthrie.

    We’ll be around pretty much all evening. We can’t get too frisky at least until Ruthie’s rug rats crash out. It’s Friday night, so they’re allowed to stay up ’til 9.

    Kisses to you from both of us.

  8. JanieBelle says:

    I did not flash him any hip. You made that up.

    K

  9. JanieBelle says:

    Yes, you did. I saw you. You looked right at him, gave him “The Look” and pulled up the side of your chemise. You flashed him your hip. Maybe even a little butt.

    I saw you, Ruthie saw you, and we KNOW HE saw you.

    Huz.

    J

  10. JanieBelle says:

    Ok, maybe just a little butt.

    BUTT that was an accident.

    😉

    K

  11. JanieBelle says:

    You are just too cute.

    J

  12. JanieBelle says:

    OK you all can come back now. We’re done. We don’t want to break the laptop again. We can’t afford to be keeping James in beer.

    🙂

  13. Anonymous says:

    It used to be called terminal leave. And she should still have to throw on a regulation uniform and go muster out on the last day. They just have to mess with you one last time. I took 60 days terminal leave. As I recall you have to get a physical exam too so they have a record of your health on the last day lest you try to come back at some later date and claim you were injured while in the suck to get a disability claim. What’s Kate’s MOS – something that can be used in the civilian world? -ds

  14. JanieBelle says:

    DAVE!!!!

    We’ve missed you!

    Yep, it’s still called terminal leave. And I still have to go back for a physical, final paperwork check, final gear check, final “piss Kate off” check. Standard outprocessing crap.

    But mostly I’m done. Oh, two meetings with the higher ups.

    MOS I’m not giving out just yet. I’m not gonna blow it now. The fewer clues, the better. Happy to discuss that with you 20Aug though.

    Janie says “hi”.

    Almost ex Corporal Kate

    (of course, there’s no such thing as an ex-Marine, though)

  15. JanieBelle says:

    P.S.— S.F.

    Kate

  16. Anonymous says:

    My last 30 days before terminal leave was spent confined to barracks and temporarily reduced in rank to corporal. I was kind of wild back then. Piss tests hadn’t been invented yet (74-78). The story isn’t fit for print. Maybe email. It involved a male sergeant, a female corporal, blood all over everything, and me naked drunk and passed out in the NCO barracks at 0700 when I was supposed to meet the top & CO at the main barracks to inspect the results of the field day I failed to supervise the night before.

    I still see a couple of the guys I served with once a year when we can manage. One’s in SoCal and the other western NY and I’m in Texas.

  17. Anonymous says:

    The last comment was supposed to have a -ds (or a -dt if you prefer) at the end of it. 🙂

  18. Anonymous says:

    I didn’t get any meetings with higher ups. They evidently held out no hope whatsoever of talking me into reenlisting and so didn’t waste their time or mine. I started my short-timer’s calander when I had one year and 364 days left. -ds

  19. JanieBelle says:

    Sounds like a good email. Janie will get a kick out of it, too. She likes hearing war stories.

    “So there I was. Surrounded by 50 drunken squids and a pair of jet jockeys and all I had was my Magyver knife and a paper clip…”

    How cum your not using your blogger account? Janie figured out a way to beat the spoofing trick you showed us, if you use your blogger account and upload a graphic to it. That way we know its really you.

    You know I don’t think much of ID, but “dt” is off limits here. We dont let anyone throw insults, no matter what their position. I’ve seen the people calling you that and it pisses me off. It won’t happen here. You have my word on that.

    Besides insults don’t do anyting for someone’s position. They just make that person look like a jerk.

    We would really like it if you would use the blogger account and post a graphic to it. I’ll let Janie know you came by when she gets up. She’s not real big on mornings.

    🙂

    K

    SF

  20. JanieBelle says:

    My first meeting is with the CO, probly to get me to reup.

    Umm….no.

    Sorry, not a lifer. Plus I can’t hide Janie forever. Plus the CIC is on my last nerve. This aint what I signed the papers for.

    The second one is something different.

    K

    SF

  21. JanieBelle says:

    Sorry, that should read-

    The CINC is on my last nerve.

    Our CIC guys are pretty good.

  22. JanieBelle says:

    OOO! And PLUS they pay her for the left-over leave!!!

    We’re already planning on where to spend it, of course.

  23. JanieBelle says:

    Dave! Where’s my email with the naked drunken bloody Marine?

    Also, if you have any pictures documenting aforementioned incident…

    Kisses,
    JanieBelle

  24. JanieBelle says:

    Yeah, Dave. Make with the email, dude!

    WE WANT WAR STORIES, WE WANT WAR STORIES, WE WANT WAR STORIES!

    K

    (and pictures would be nice, but not required)

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