tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2885312140856145961.post1015092229708880286..comments2023-04-12T05:25:48.067-04:00Comments on I'll take mine... to go, please!: Trying to be like a duck. Feel more like a grouse.I'll Take Mine...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12422853320873218506noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2885312140856145961.post-24347655000439368192010-03-03T14:08:10.091-05:002010-03-03T14:08:10.091-05:00We waiting 17 months for our "call" whic...We waiting 17 months for our "call" which came in the form of an email. But at the time, they were only doing 20 people classes. This last year, they've been accepting 80+ per class so your chances of getting the "call" are great! And if he takes his language test before A100, your chances go up big time!! I'll bet in 6 months you will be on this adventure!Brynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16632080239103256045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2885312140856145961.post-66466235790044978362010-03-03T05:43:47.900-05:002010-03-03T05:43:47.900-05:00Not having answers is tough. We were between posts...Not having answers is tough. We were between posts in a long limbo this summer. Would we be in the US for weeks? Or months?? How do you plan for that?? Answer: you don't, you just go with it... We survived, had a good time, but I hardly blogged the whole time! We were doing a lot, traveling, etc. I even have a post saved up about the temp apartment we had while we were there, but the chaos of the unknown severely impacted my ability to gather my thoughts and write them down. My husband and I are both former active duty military... oddly enough, when we chose to end our service and adopt a 'stable civilian lifestyle', we chose the embassy route... snicker snort! :DConniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03667481504650498976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2885312140856145961.post-1682558607408734012010-03-03T04:01:34.028-05:002010-03-03T04:01:34.028-05:00A Daring Adventure is right, it is a small world, ...A Daring Adventure is right, it is a small world, just wait until you get overseas. We are going to Malawi soon (I can't seem to stop saying that!) and my husband (an IMS) will be in a two man shop. The other person? Turns out to be someone we knew in Jakarta, she was a trailing spouse then but now they are a tandem. Weird. <br /><br />Even weirder. When I bought my first real ball gown I went to Nordstom's in SA while on RR. The woman helping me asked what the occasion was that I needed a dress. I mumbled, "Embassy Ball" because you know there is just no way to say this without sounding pretentious or like you are bragging. Her face just lit up. Her dad was senior FS and she grew up overseas and had gone to several balls herself. She set me up with just the perfect dress! <br /><br />No the service isn't for everyone. My husband dragged me kicking and screaming to Jakarta. I was not a happy camper. My motto was I will give one tour and then I am DONE! Guess what? I fell in love with it. <br /><br />Oh and a final note--German UGH! It is driving me nuts. Thank God you don't need much to get around Frankfurt or I would be screwed. What a confusing language!Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12110115324050851439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2885312140856145961.post-74305998965123189352010-03-02T11:57:00.228-05:002010-03-02T11:57:00.228-05:00That story about your neighbors is very interestin...That story about your neighbors is very interesting indeed! Isn't life funny sometimes?!<br /><br />And how funny to have them as neighbors! What a small world it is, sometimes...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com