CST Graduation and some down time...

Rodney finally graduated from CST on Sunday the 22nd.  They were given a pass for a few days so they decided to play some volleyball, go shopping at none other than...The Mall of America...I am so jealous!! And hit a minor league ball game.  Here are some pics of the guys having some fun before they leave.

Rodney and his certificate

a little volleyball

A shopping trip to Mall of America

The guys at a baseball game

Rodney outside his living quarters

Have a great day!  They are all on their way to the Middle East so be praying for them!

Jessica & Rodney

Wow! Talk about BIG GUNS!

These bullets are HUGE!  I'd hate to see the gun they go in...Actually I'd love to see it LOL

Have a great day!

Jessica

My own personal G.I. Joe!

Today I got to talk to Rodney via Skype, it was so nice to see him, his Commander and his buddy Garrett.
He sent me some pics to add to the blog so here goes.  These were taken the other day while they were playing war.

Mess with me...I pull the pin!

Rodney in a Humvee (doesn't he look like Buddy Holly LOL)

Rodney and the guys doing their Captain Morgan impersonations

Keep Your Head Down!

Ready, Aim, Fire!

So serious!

Just taking a little break!

Yes, that's really Rodney, pretty cool huh!?

Well, there you have it, some pretty cool pics of my own personal G.I. Joe LOL 

Have a great night!

Jessica

Boys And Their Toys!

The other day I got this picture from Rodney.  I laughed, it's a typical picture of a boy and his toys!  A really big gun and a really big humvee!  Funny thing is, more than one of the guys got pictures taken in front of this humvee with their big guns too LOL!  

All is going well in war land.  Or rather...training land...they are playing war and some are actually having fun doing it.  They hate the meetings but the shooting and rolling in the dirt is fun for them.  Flipping humvee's is another form of fun for them too!  Not real ones of course but fun none the less!

I'm pretty sure Rodney will come home about 30 pounds lighter, all they have to eat right now are MRE's (Meals Ready to Eat) and I hear some of them are pretty nasty and unidentifiable.  Some can cause some serious stomach problems, others take care of those problems.  Get one of each and they should be able to balance that issue out LOL!
Leave it up to Rodney, though to find some of the MRE's tasty.  Blech! They're all nasty to me!

Well, that's all I have for you today!

Jessica

Doing well...

Things are going really well for Rodney.  I get to talk to him daily so that's nice!  He told me today that he passed his medical portion of the training, so that's good!  Sadly he didn't have to stuff a tube down someone else's nose, they did that on a dummy...No fun in that!  They didn't even have to administer an IV.  Wimps!  Just kidding!!
He's keeping busy, taking naps, eating pizza, all that hard stuff he was going on about before he left...what a life!  Glad it's not me! LOL!!!

He hasn't taken any pics yet but there are some on his camera that I would love to add to the blog but I'll have to wait for him to upload them and send them...who know's when that will be!

Have a great night!

What I'm Fighting For

Olivia came to me tonight with her ipod in hand and said, "mom, I found a good song for you to listen to." She played it for me and it's a good song.  One that would be good for Rodney to hear.  Below are the lyrics to the song, above is the music video.  I won't sing it for you, sorry.  It's called "This Is What I'm Fighting For" by Steven Curtis Chapman.


This Is What I'm Fighting For:
I watch another sun fall on the desert sand
And slowly I can feel the ache returning to my heart
I heard somebody say today we lost a man
And everybody's got their own opinion
On whether it's a good or bad thing we're doing over here

But there's a little girl in Georgia lying in her bed tonight
While her mother holds her close and whispers, "It's gonna be alright"
And they'll pray themselves to sleep
And dream about the day when I'll come walking back through the door
'Cause this is what I'm fighting for

We passed another playground on the road today
A little group of girls looked up and waved at us and smiled
I think it's in their eyes I see the biggest change
Still everybody's got their own opinion
I can see the good and bad but when I close my eyes...

I see a little girl in Georgia lying in her bed tonight
While her mother holds her close and whispers, "It's gonna be alright"
And they'll pray themselves to sleep
And dream about the day when I'll come walking back through the door
'Cause this is what I'm fighting for

I know everybody's got their own opinion
I'm just here to do my job and I can't wait to get home
To that little girl in Georgia lying in her bed tonight
While her mother holds her close and whispers, "It's gonna be alright"
So I'll pray myself to sleep and dream about the day when I'll go running back through that door
Back to what I'm fighting for
This is what I'm fighting for