Aw, here we go!

First of all, let me share that I have been raised to be a strong, independent woman by my mother. She has taught me to never let people walk over me, and that I can do whatever I put my mind to. These characteristics I have adopted have led me to where I am today. I am here at my mobilization training. We have been here for four full days and already stresses are high. Mostly because of all the lack of communication and confusion in relation to our training and what we are doing here. We have received new gear, painful shots, tons of paperwork and WAY better food than in Salina ;) it's always about the food. Most of our time is spent at this appointment or that one, listening to this brief or getting this box checked off for these people whose job it is to get us out of the country.
The other night, I was finally given an opportunity to do some physical training (PT) by way of playing 5 games of basketball. Boy, was I tired! ----but it felt SO good to get some stress out on the court, let me tell you!! I have so many little stories to tell; like the one where we were walking to the gym in the dark and a drunk soldier in civilian clothes came up to us (it was one of his last nights before heading off to Iraq) with his sober buddies to talk to us. Or how there is a minimal security prison/jail on post that we have to walk past everyday in order to get to the chow hall and how I walked past today semi alone (my pals were up ahead of my about 20 feet) and one of the males bee lined to me at the fence and yelled out 'Hey girl! Why are you all by yourself?' and I just yelled out 'MOFFETT!!!!!!' real loud (Moffett is the name of one of the guys who was walking ahead of me) to let the guy know that I was NOT by myself. Haha! Or how some of these females need to leave me alone or I'm going to snap!
Like I said, stresses are high--and sleep is short lived, so I'm going to hit the rack for the night. I just thought it was time for a more regular update.

I miss all of you, and dream of home daily.