Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Praise the Lord and Pass the Ketchup!

We got the scans faxed to the Marine Doc and Ryan got on the Blankity Blank Plane around 2:00 on Monday, September 8th.

He called me from the airport and told me that he would be going through Denver to San Diego and would arrive sometime around 7:00pm West Coast Time and for me to stay up and keep my phone close because he would get one phone call to let me know he arrived safely and then he wouldn't be able to contact me again for a couple of weeks.

Well the Lord works in mysterious ways, because based on what Jamie told me about the call we received from Ryan after 11:00pm - I am so glad I was asleep and Jamie and had to answer...I was sick and hadn't slept the 2 previous nights because we were up with Cade who was also sick.

I just couldn't keep my eyes open! I told Jamie to stay close to the phone to catch Ryan when he called, and tell him I loved him!

When I woke up Tues. morning I asked Jamie if Ryan called and he giggled and said, "Yea, bootcamp has definitely started!" To which of course I replied reluctantly, "Oh God what do you mean??!!"

Jamie quotes our Recruit:

"This is Recruit Jefferies calling to inform you that I have landed safely in San Diego. The next communication you receive from me will be a letter sent postal mail. My anticipated graduation date will be December 6th. Should anything change you will be notified. I love you. Goodbye."

Holy CRAP! They made him read from a script what he could say on his one phone call and Jamie couldn't say anything before he had to hang up!

And, Jamie said he could hear all the yelling going on in the background!

Can you imagine how I would have melted down if I had to hear that and I couldn't even say anything????

So, Praise the Lord he made it safe and Praise the Lord Jamie took that call!

Now we can all breathe a sigh of relief and pray that the Recruit maintains a strong mind and strong will! WHOOO-RAAAH

More Drama!

Ryan does make it to Amarillo that Sunday and I am thinking I will not hear from him again (remember, I never got the scoop on how all this S#$%^ was supposed to work so I was thinking he couldn't call me any more) but sure enough....Monday morning Sept. 8th (6 days after he was supposed to leave for the first time) I get the 1-800-CRY-MOMMA call AGAIN!

They woke up the Recruits at 4:00am to go through the final evaluation before getting on the plane, etc. and the Doc asked Ryan if there were any changes to his physical conditions since his first exam back in the spring...any injuries, etc. The Doc told Ryan that if he said "No" and they found something wrong later, it would not be a good thing for Ryan, so Ryan proceeds to tell the Doc (I call him Doc - who knows if he is a Doc, but you get the point!) that he "tweaked" his back over the summer! First of all...he didn't "TWEAK" it....a @#$%^&*() dude in the blankity blank FIGHT CLUB hurt it for him! Again...another story for a another time, but back to the Drama:

The Doc asked Ryan if he had it checked out - which he did, even had a CAT Scan - so hear this: at 6:45am-ish, the Doc tells Ryan he has to have copies of the CAT scan or "Ryan ain't gettin' on the Blankity Blank plane!

No - I am not kidding! That really happened!

So, now everyone's panties are in a wad over how in the H-E-double hockey sticks we are supposed to get our hands on those scans at this hour on a Monday morning!

Phone calls are flyin' - and the REAL Doc's office - the one with the scan results, doesn't even open until like 8:30!!!! YIKES!

At this point I am loosing Faith in our US Marine Corp! I am beside myself, all the while hoping Mr. Ryan the Recruit is behaving in an "Officer-Like" fashion and keeping his cool, etc. I am the only one allowed to SPAZ!

Drama! Drama! Drama!

I have finally found the "umpf" I needed to tell you all about the DRAMA we faced in trying to send Ryan off to Bootcamp...now that I know he is finally there, let me fill you in:

Remember it all started when the Recruiting Officer didn't show up at the Marine Recruiting office to meet me on Sunday, Aug. 31st for the "parent debriefing". Ryan and I both had a yucky feeling about that, but he went back to the recruiting office on Monday like he was told to do and get this....the Gunny Sgt. flipped out on Ryan and the Recruiting Officer because Ryan didn't
have his original Social Security Card.

Let's back up to about 7 to 10 days prior to our trip to Lubbock...we specifically told the Recruiting Officer that we most likely would not have the original social by the time we got to Lubbock - that is another story for another time, but we knew we wouldn't have the card and the RO said, "that shouldn't be a problem, just bring the application paperwork to show that the card is on its way and Gunny Sarge should be able to make everything happen!"

Well, Gunny Sarge said in no uncertain terms, "he ain't gettin' on the blankity, blank plane without the @#$%^&*() social security card!

So I get the "Houston, we have a problem" call from Ryan and I can hear the Gunny yelling in the background, but what in the Blankity Blank was i supposed to do about it????????

Ryan is stuck in Lubbock, the @#$%^&*() social security card is supposedly on its way to my house - what a disaster!

Finally, the @#$%^&*() shows up and I overnight it to Lubbock and Ryan is cleared to leave Lubbock for Amarillo on Sunday the 7th.

But wait!!!! There's more.........

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Hanging out in Lubbock







We got to Lubbock Saturday, Aug. 30th in the early evening. We checked into the hotel and then I dropped Ryan off at the game so that he could hang out with his friends and so that I could get some work done!
I picked him back up a little later and then we had dinner together at Cap Rock - YUM! Afterwards I took him to "Old Greg's Place" and he partied it up while I enjoyed a "child-less" evening in my hotel!

Sunday morning I took Ryan, Greg and Ryan's Spring '08 dorm-mate, Carlos to breakfast at Cracker Barrel! (Greg is the one in the hat and Carlos is the one with Ryan in Maroon shirt)

Can't Leave Town without a Final Farewell to Granny & Papa





Parkin' the Z71 & Saying Goodbye to the 9 to 5


Farewell to the Bosses: Greg (left) and Chad (Right)



Chad (our neighbor) was kind enough to let Ryan park his truck in the FabTech Services while he is in bootcamp.