just came back from beth's birthday and had ooodles of fun talking to people i haven't met in ages! it was great talking to everyone and catching up. cyndi made a yummy sandcastle cake (it also looked fabulous). there were smores, kabobs, music, and dancing.

it seems like no one thought paul would really enlist in the army. even john didn't believe it at first that he did enlist. i think that is a little funny. paul told me he would have joined the marines out of high school (to which, his mom said NO). well in the end he was glad that he waited because of his opportunity to fly the UAVs... but as he chose his MOS at the recruiters' office, good thing i was there because he chose ranger at first, and i cried (something about the G.I. joe theme running thru his head...) and said NO WAY. i am out of this relationship if you decide to become a ranger. so you all can figure out what he decided to do.

so in the end i drove home on the freeway in the dark (gasp). it was crowded for 11:00 pm at night but i guess it is a saturday. i was a little scared but i did my thing and i came home safely. the way i felt reminded me of something paul said when i was learning how to drive. he said everytime i come home i'm glad to still be alive, but that doesn't stop me from driving does it? maybe he was bound to be a soldier after all (but not an army ranger. haha.).