Not much to tell you from the Iraq front. Nothing exciting going on. At least nothing I can tell you about. And to be honest with you, even the secret squirrel stuff isn't that exciting. But it would at least be something to write about!

The sand storm only lasted about 24 hours or so. I've been packing things up and mailing them home in anticipation of heading out of here in the coming months. Kelley loves all the souvenirs I've been sending home from Iraq. All in all just working on finishing up my time here and moving on.

I guess the 80^th Division has been officially activated now, so that's a good sign. The 80^th are the folks who are coming in to replace the 98^th, of which I am part.

Dinner's in a half hour. I've lost a little weight, which is also encouraging since I bloated up to biblical proportions before I came over here *lol* But don't worry, I'm not going to come home looking all starved. I'm back to where I normally am. I'll be looking forward to hitting the weights once as I get home. I do miss going to the gym, I have to admit. I like the warm, sunny weather here for running, but we don't have a gym and Baghdad won't build us one. We've asked several times. Mind you, they'll drop millions of dollars on a water treatment plant for the Iraqis which the Iraqis turn around and ask "What do we need this for? We'll just draw water from the canal." A $10,000 gym? Can't afford it.

Anyway, I digress.