Over thinking is never good. I’ve been doing way too much of that lately and I need to stop worrying about every stinkin’ little detail. Things will work out just like with my Raven Queen Outfit. The dress I fell in love with is too expensive for me to get right now (on my min. wage Budget, at least that’s what my mother says), I think I’m going to have to start working at Chick-fil-A, they pay 7.75 an hour and it’s on the bus route so it’s better that way too…But I went over to a friend’s house a couple of days ago. We went through her moms closet getting rid of things that didn’t fit anymore. It was so much fun! I got a ton of clothes! My friend’s mother saved all the dresses from when she was my age and I now have this gorgeous dress that I’ll be wearing to all formal events and this black sequin thing that’s a bit short but I’ll be adding to the hem a bunch of feather boas so that I’ll have a long train of feathers and…yeah I’ll include a picture of it when I’m done fixing it all up. I can’t wait until it’s time for our trunk or treat! This time I’ll not be so worried about spilling something on my dress and freaking out because the dread pirate Roberts seems to be stalking me. Now I know he is, just kidding, no one has ever stalked me…yet…yeah let’s move on, shall we.
I was going through a pile of books and I found a really good one. Well, I guess that isn’t anything new really. Anyway, the book is called Poems And Songs Of The Civil War. (Edited by Lois Hill) There are a lot of sad ones. Mostly about “our Brave Boys on the battlefront” but you have a few happy ones here and there like, “The Pride of Battery B” and “I was with Grant”. One that I’m currently obsessing over is “just Before the Battle Mother”. I really need to stop reading it; every time I do my mascara goes everywhere because I’m crying so hard. I have no idea why though. Maybe it’s because I’m going to join the navy in about two years. I don’t think we’re going to have all the troops out of the Middle East by then
And I’ll most likely get sent on deployment. I’ll include it so you too can weep.
Just Before the Battle Mother
George Frederick Root
Just before the battle, Mother,
I am thinking most of you,
While, upon the field, we’re watching,
With the enemy in view.
Comrades brave are round me lying,
Filled with thoughts of home and God:
For well they know that, on the morrow,
Some will sleep beneath the sod.
Chorus-
Farewell, Mother, you may never
You may never, mother,
Press me to your breast again:
But O, you’ll not forget me,
Mother, you will not forget me
If I’m numbered with the slain.
Speaking Of the slain, there is a pilot(s) down in West Virginia. They have search and rescue out for him even as I write this. The emergency beacon do-hicky hasn’t been turned on for some reason so they are having a harder time locating him. It turns on automatically after “extreme disturbance to the body of the plane” I don’t really know what happened in details, just that some our boys were out doing search and rescue all yesterday and got back tonight.
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