Exciting mews everyone: I finally had a chance to stop thinking about the super duo of life ruining madenning "friends" this week and I actually had some fun in the process!

I get a call friday night (I think it was friday... maybe thursday.... anywho..) Here's the extended short and tall of things:

Me: "Hello?"
Mysterious Mr. "Hey, How've you been?"
"Fine... and Yourself?"
"Good..."
"So what's new?"
"Nothing much, I'm in town on leave and I found your number so I thought I would call you up and see how you were doing..."

At this point I am completly baffled. I ran through a very short list in my mind of who might call me while on leave and came up with one promising response and any number of other rather disapointing alternatives, including wrong number scenarios.

"Home on leave?... who is this?"
"Mr. Navy Dude, of course..."

My greatest expectations fulfilled, I spewed to his kind ear a great deal of excited exhlations of joy and surprise and after about five minutes of me going "I can't believe you're not butter," We agreed to spend the next 3 days together non-stop. But that fun ended and he is now back in Japan for another 6 months. :(

So begins the next great adventure in Super Footwear girls life:

The rest of this blog is to be entitled:
JUST ADD OCEAN.

That is just what I did. I gathered all my Czech anemones, packed them in my car and I was their Sea Queen for a day as we carted ourselves down and around Ocean City.

Miss. (Mrs.) Woo Woo works with a gorgeous foreign man at her lifeguarding job. The other day, Miss.Locquacious happened to be at their pool working a couple of extra hours and she got to talking with Mr. Czech and she decided to take him and his 4 Czech buddies to the Ocean for a day. But, how ever will 4 growing boys and Miss. Locquacious fit in one car on a three hour tour de Maryland??? Quel Domage, who will save them? But wait, look. It's a flip-flop, It's an Espedrill... NO IT'S (dun-dun-dun-dun) SUPER FOOTWEAR GIRL TO THE RESCUE!

So two gorgeous foreign men piled into my car and we headed down to the Ocean, Hon' for some fun and sun. I swear to Mattel if they ever made a line of International Ken Dolls, the one from the good ol' C-Z of%2

Soon I will begin adding pictures to this ere blogspot wonder. But I fear that this new approach to life will severely affect the anonymity of my blog and there for alter it's entire intended purpose. An aside to this disinterested audience, when I was a chile I thought that the word p-u-r-p-o-s-e was, in fact the spelling of "porpoise." a sea mammal resembling a dolphin. But that is not the case.... It's weird how skewed your perception can become when you're the only one who is allowed to alter it. I might have gone on thinking all my life that direction and meaning were interchangeable with dolphin and whale had I never had an English class...

I'm not really sure what I might like to see tonight's post develop into, as I feel I have exhausted introspection and international reflection far too many times. But what does one conversate about if not the view of the world through the scope of one's own perspective?

I had felt nearly two weeks ago that my life as I knew it had caved in on me and I might suffocate under the rubble of my bruised hubris. But now I think that I have decided yet again that life is not over...

So maybe the gold wedding dress is back in the proverbial closet. Maybe the Buick to fit twelve and the white picket fence have been exchanged for Adidas running shoes and a headset loud enough to mute a sonic boom. And maybe that's not so bad. Maybe it's time I start being me and stop waiting for someone or something to be my defining characteristic. Maybe it's time I stop wanting to be a "Mrs." and start being a "Ms." Maybe I need to find a niche of my own that I might be quite content to person all alone or with someone should the right someone reveal himself.

Yea... Right after I make a tiny kingdom out of sea anemones from a bag labeled "SEA KING IN A DAY!! ALL YOU NEED FOR YOUR UNDERWATER ADVENTURES! JUST ADD OCEAN!"...

Who knows... Maybe one day Super Footwear girl will take off the mask....

After having some time off from my social life and getting some perspective from, of all places, national news stations, I have realized something.

None of this matters. I have been so blind and I have lost my focus so much in the past year that I am just now remembering what I was supposed to be doing. I am supposed to be in the Navy. I am supposed to be seeing the world. I am supposed to be defending my country. I am supposed to be serving my God.

Not whining, not deliberating, not doubting, not questioning. Just doing.

If, in 4 months, I am still in town, someone smack me and hand me a copy of Time.

P.S. The new happy twosom had a wonderful time on MY camping trip...

Dig me a whole and type me out a paper headstone.

I am exhausted. I am lonely. My life has been kidnapped.

This whole being an adult thing blows monkeys. All my friends suck, my money is gone and my life has shriveled down to housework and work work. In short, I am in need of a vacation. One where you change your name and never come back.

One good thing about this week has been Mr. Poupon. Mr. Poupon is a new mr and I think I and right in saying that he has a thing for me... even though he has a girlfriend...

So it's not such a good thing after all.