1) Note to Self:
Dear Self,2) Belief in Santa: Why do some kids have to be so annoying about their disbelief in Santa???
Next time you snack on wasabi nuts at work, I don't care how much your eye itches from that eyelash that fell into it, RESIST the urge to RUB your eye while your hand is covered with wasabi dust.
Very sincerely yours,
First, last night at Cub Scouts, Santa paid a visit to the Pack meeting and handed out pinewood derby car kits. One of the older scouts in the back started singing and taunting, "One of the dads is missing, one of the dads is missing..." to point out that "Santa" was one of the dads who had stepped out and put on a Santa suit. Even after the kids dad had some stern words for him, he continued to make a big commotion about how it wasn't REALLY Santa.
Then, today, our neighbor's 3rd grade daughter across the street told ALL the little kids in our little neighborhood that Santa wasn't real. ES, being the Google fiend that he is, came inside to the computer and Googled, "Is Santa real?" I don't think he found any conclusive answers there, but he then went to LW and told her what the smarty-pants 3rd grader across the street said and asked LW if Santa was real. LW assured ES that SHE believes in Santa.
Once a kid learns about Santa, why don't their parents teach them not to blab and ruin it for younger kids???
3) Lost and Found:
For those of you either at or eventually going to the Naval Postgraduate School (NPS), I highly recommend volunteering to sponsor an international officer. There are several dozen military officers from foreign countries who attend NPS under cooperative agreements we have with other countries. I think one of them is called FMEP or Foreign Military Education Program.
I sponsored two foreign officers while I was at NPS. The first was a Ukrainian Army Major and the second was a Greek Navy Lieutenant Commander. It turns out, the two largest contingents of foreign military officers there are the Greeks and the Turks. So when the Greek officer arrived, there were like two dozen other Greek officers there to meet him at the airport, and he didn't really need my help. Don't get me wrong, he was very nice and he appreciated me being there. We just kept sort of an "acquaintance" level of friendship while he was there.
The Ukrainian officer though, he was very isolated from friends and family. I helped him find a place to live close enough to bike to school, helped him find a bicycle, periodically gave him a ride to school since it was along my way from Fort Ord down to NPS, etc, and we became very good friends during our time together in Monterey.
Getting to the point: In spite of my bad day today, it had a very joyous ending. I lost touch with my Ukrainian Army friend from Monterey when we graduated from the Naval Postgraduate School in 2001 and each moved thousands of miles away. A few times over the years, I have made attempts to get in touch with him, but I did not succeed... until today. Yesterday, I finally found out he is stationed at the Ukrainian Embassy in Washington, D.C. So I wrote an email to a general email address on their website asking them to forward it, and tonight I got an email response from him. I know it may not seem like much, but it really made me happy to hear from him after so long. (And just a little bit sad that I missed seeing him while we were stationed in DC).