Kuwait 2013

Well friends, family, I'm back from another slightly-too-long business trip. This time the job took me to hot, sunny Kuwait. Working from a hotel just south of the city I managed a contract for base life support services. Here its mostly movement control, cargo, containers and people. I had the pleasure of working at several bases and seeing the work my company is contracted for in person. A much needed break from HQ here in Fort Worth. As with previous trips, I found my overseas colleagues highly professional and our customers loving our services.

Kuwait was hot, a meeting at Ali Al Salem registered 120 degrees. The local population seemed generally well-informed and at ease. Of course with younger population looking more and more "westernized". I even saw a Ravens jersey on an Arabic guy at the mall! Woohoo! They were mostly nocturnal this time of year. Its only those crazy EXPATS who WORK in that heat! :-)

I went to two malls, ("Grand Avenue" and "Marina Mall") only to discover this place is EXPENSIVE! I also snuck away to the beach twice on the Persian Gulf. Those were quick walks as it was "just a little unsafe hot" as a TCN colleague described it.

And, skyped and emailed with the family every day. I commited to Lucy to be home to get her to school on the first day and I'm very excited and proud to have made it home on schedule and time in order to do just that. I missed the boys first few weeks of really crawling and even Max's pulling up. Thankfully that will be a work in progress for several more months, especially with Miles!

Enough words, how about pictures...

Once upon a hot TX evening there was a dead lizard.

Don't worry. I said it was dead.

So... last night, I went looking on our patio for geckos and lizards. Why? Because they're fun. So, I found one laying on the bricks on the windowsill. It looked so cute that I called my dad out to look at it. Once he was out there (Laura was inside mid-MAJOR-kitchen renovations, more on that later), I tried to poke it to make it run away.

It didn't run. Boo. SOOOOO... Dad got this idea. "Hey" he said. "Let's scare Laura!" He then coerced me into picking up the dead reptile and bringing it in the house. He forcibly pushed me into the bathroom and with that deacony-you-shall-do-as-I-command look in his eye, instructed me to put the dead little reptile next to her toothbrush.


I, commonly known to blog readers as "sugar lips" and "loverboy" was so distraught that I couldn't bring myself to forewarn my lovely bride. Needless to say, this ended with some strong punches, threats, yelling and... Laura buying another dining room set (!?)

I love that girl.