The lodge had a coffee break at the coffee shop. I ate donuts and drank some coffee with the Masons. How terrific it is , to have a lodge here. Fortunately the lodge is Canadian, and it is recognized by the Grand Lodges, which I am member of.
I am ready to go home. I am ready to sleep in a bed, and get a hot bath in a tub. I am ready to cook my own meals. I am getting tired of this chow hall food. Some nights they have spaghetti and burgers. Some nights they have burgers and spaghetti. Two nights ago, they had some decent boneless chicken. They only have that soft-serve machine ice cream. I miss Baskin-Robbins, when I get home, I will probably over-dose on Baskin-Robbins.
I will not go home to rest. I am going to be cleaning and doing yard work, and all kinds of chores. I do not mind, I like to have a clean house. And cleaning the house, is the price of having a clean house.
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This makes me so appreciative. ;)
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Hello. I just thought I would drop you a line to tell you that you aren't alone. Well, as a Mason, I'm sure you know this. I found your blog b/c back in May of last year my best friend (I call him my little brother) was married in the lodge located in Hunt Valley, MD. Never knew that it was part of both his and his wife's family make-up. But I just wanted to tell you that I went through a lot of what you are going through. I spent 18 months working for the USO in a little base in Kuwait called Ali al Salem. But its a great feeling to come home and I really hope that you enjoy it to the fullest. Sadly, my I found my favorite pub no longer carried this great NY Strip steak it used to before I went over. Oh, the horror. But as I said - I really hope that you enjoy coming home and thanks for all you did over there. Dan Fewster (dpf1@hotmail.com)
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