My poor beloved computer had a nervous breakdown last week as I asked it to do yet another thing for me. It really is my lifeline to the outside world and I sorely miss it. It is going to be rebuilt, but it will take a week and a half or so, depending how long it takes for the parts to get here. Uggghhhh! I will get a loaner computer in the meantime, but it will probably take me awhile to load everything I need on there for phone and photos, which are my major concerns/ needs right now on my very personal level.
I was going to do this cool post on bulls and COWs with pictures, but for now you’ll just have to settle for words….
The bulls are always fascinating for the kids. Sunday, Sean and I went for a run in the stroller for some quality time. We occasionally make it to church, but I feel that our quality time is much better spent that way and that reading bible stories at bedtime teach him more than he learns in church. Just the way I feel. So anyway, we ran by the construction site where they built a new bridge are now rerouting the river by his school. It’s quite a production, and since we walk to school 1-3 times a week, we get to stop and see all the different steps they are taking up close, which is really fun. Then we run over the hill that his school is on, and on the other side are the bulls. He loves just sitting in the stroller and watching them eat from across the street, listening to them moo, and looking for the rooster crowing. Then back up the hill, turn down a few more roads and stop at a bridge and look down to see and count the fish in the river. He always asks why people throw trash in the river, and it’s hard to explain to him that not everyone is very consciensous about their behavior, and how it affects others, etc.. Fortunately some mornings we also see a man cleaning up the river, so that’s a good example for him. Then we run through town and home. It’s about a three mile jaunt. Sean had a mild cold this week, so I gave him a break from school and Tuesday we did the same trip with Catie, with a stop at a bakery for Okinawa donuts, which neither of them ate. They are much heavier and not as sweet as american donuts. Also twice this week we saw bulls being walked down roads, both times I was driving and wasn’t able to get pictures 
HaHa, now onto COWs. I become a COW next week. No, I’m not planning on lactating,( and in my stroller strides class my most hated exercise is push ups with rolling and mooing), I become a Commanding Officer’s Wife. This week Jeff and I have been attending a commanding officers and spouses seminar for for his group on the island. We are definitely on the younger side of the group with the youngest children. Many of the others have kids in college or beyond, one soon to become a grandparent. There were some interesting presentations, especially an afternoon of personality tests and looking at how the different personalities interact. Jeff and I were in the smallest group, this one labeled us ‘green’, which concrete, methodical thinking type, don’t like the limelight, very low maintenence, not touchy feely. And we’re introverted to boot, I more so than Jeff. We work very well together though, which the course instructors seemed to think was interesting that two “greens” would be married. Well, this COW job requires all that out going, touchy feely stuff. I am just cringing inside to put it mildly. I’m going to have to host coffee’s and socials, and AAAGGGGHHHH! I attended the battalion key volunteer meeting last week, which is a group of wives who volunteer to help hold down the fort, provide support to other wives and pass key information. After the meeting, I was talking to one of the wives and she said that when she walked in she saw me and thought,’ Oh, the lady from the park with the stroller’ and then saw who I was sitting with and thought ‘Ohhhh, the new CO’s wife’. I much prefer just being thought of as the lady with the stroller rather than a COW.