8/25/90 1030 hrs. Buenos dias mi amor. Last night Abdullah brought us some fake Kuwaiti driver's licenses. I am now Spanish. That may prevent the soldiers from taking us away, if they do happen to come here. I will just tell them that my employer has my passport. We hear that tanks are surrounding some of the embassies this morning. I vacuumed today. John has dish washing duties. Yesterday, Phillip did the dishes. BBC said the US convoy took 19 hours to reach Baghdad. Now, they won't let them leave. Poor George. They said women and children would be allowed to leave. Real [bleeped out] kind of them. The other night, Hussein said the tape recording he had was a "gift from God." I didn't know God used electronic devices. If I'm asked where my ID came from, I'm going to say it was a gift from God. I think we're pretty safe here, though. I slept crappy last night. The neighborhood dogs kept barking. I had my ears peeled. I kept expecting soldiers to break down the doors. I would have whipped on my pants and jumped out the bedroom window, one of my escape routes. That’s my plan, but not sure what happens after that? Wish I had a route back to the States. We're supposed to be at our cottage today. You probably should have taken the girls, but I doubt if you did. Maybe mom would take them. This has really messed up our lives, hasn't it? I suppose there are a lot of people in worst situations right now, and we should count our blessings. It's hard. It's hard not to be angry. Grrr!
1440 hrs. Had spaghetti with lima beans for lunch. One of Sarah's favorites. I miss your cooking. And you were starting to get pretty good, too. Claudette cut Adrian's hair today. I think she did John's yesterday. Sarah said Claude will have done everyone's by the time this is over. Not mine, I said. Sarah said long hair's wouldn't be allowed at her table. What a b@#$! Her and I will get into it yet. I probably should try to find another place to live. Our other Kuwaiti guardian, Jafar, said he knew of places that were empty. I would hate to be separated from a familiar group though. Let's hope it doesn't come to that. I wonder how George is doing now? God, please make this conflict end. The UN has okayed the use of force on stopping ships in the gulf. When will this spark ignite?
[wordplay]
Did you ever fear a knock on the door?
It's a real emotion when you're in a war.
Locked away inside a strange house,
a lifetime away from your loving spouse.
With nothing to do, day after day.
Get me home, set me free, oh Lord I pray.
What am I doing in this foreign place?
Am I here to witness the end of our race?
I never would have thought it would happen like this.
I never would have thought it would happen.
Pretty morbid, huh? You know I'm that way, anyway. It's so friggin' boring here. You can only do things over and over, just so much. My chess game is improving. I sat on the roof for over an hour, around noon time. I was reading that sci-fi book. Time for a cup of coffee. Love you!
Just watched Pink Floyd's The Wall. You wouldn't like it. Most here didn't like it. I liked it.
I Am Different
I am different than you, I am different than she.
I am different than all because they are they and I am me.
I am not meant to fit your mold, not meant to bring you joy.
I am not your child for scolding, I am not a little boy.
I am not a prisoner to your will, your burdens are not mine.
I have found more to life than your physical treasures,
your money, your toys, your hours of leisure.
My thoughts are free to travel
beyond the scope of your narrow mind.
Maybe something in there to work with, who knows? Got to think of something different to do. Maybe....what?
It's 1130 (2330), do you know where your children are? It's 4:30 pm where you are. Just getting ready for supper I suppose. I miss you. We played trivial pursuit tonight (again). I've had some wine. Not enough, but probably too much. I miss you and I miss you. When will this end? See you in the morning. God bless us all.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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