Kid Rock and Sea Urchins~Random Things from Camp Zama

Ok, last weekend I traveled to Camp Zama.  That is our headquarters for the Japan Disitrict.  I had training there last week.  It is a nice area.  It is about 2 hours outside Toyko.  So I road on my first double decker plane.  It was huge!!! I will start Kid Rock.  My bestest brother and wonderful role model that I have looked up to my whole life!!! he is so wonderful and I cant wait to see him.  One of the things I remember about him when I was younger was the first time I got to bring him to school.  I got to come to school late that day (WHICH NEVER HAPPENED, I HAD TO BE DIEING IN order to miss school as a kid).  I was in the 5th grade, and he had brought Chasta to come visit as well. He was 21 at the time so I think this was one of the first few times we met Chasta.  Well I loved her and wanted to be just like her with her hair spray and everyhing.  Well Hootie and the Blowfish had just come out with their new CD, and with Chris always being so good at keeping up with what was cool he had the CD.  Well he gave it to me that day in his car after he took me to school!!! It was so awesome!!!  Soooo

I have always thought of music with my brother.  We really like a lot of the same things.  Especailly some of the more Rock and Roll stuff.  but we love Kid Rock, and Noah my wonderful nephew has always loved Kid rock.  So a long time running us Ortstadt's have loved Kid Rock.  I can rememeber when Noah was no more than 3-4, he was sitting in his car seat and had passed the time where he would only sleep in the car or would only scream in the car...what fun days!!! Well Chris had the new Kid Rock CD and I had gone to visit.  Chris said, "Hey Elizabeth you want to see something funny?", I said sure...He said this is a really awesome song...It was Jackson Mississippi, it is one of Kid Rock's more hard core songs, see below in link...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGeRAPD6iSU He turned it on pretty load and i look in the back seat and there Noah is singing every word of the song!!! It was so cute, chris said he didnt even like the song but Noah would always ask for it and then Chris became to love it.  So this song always reminds me of Noah and Chris....Well to get back on track... Kid Rock has redone the song with Dale Earnhardt Jr. it premotes the National Guard! It is a really awesome song and video, so please check it out here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHzSBEVbXtM

But hearing the new American Warrior version of the song reminded me of the "joys" of the military family but made me proud to have a husband that wants to serve!!! I am glad we have people like him in the world, and it made me remember the fun car ride of Noah singing Kid Rock and my brother always looking out for me!!!!
I cant wait to see you guys!!! i miss you a lot!!!

Ok so i saw the video in camp zama.

I also went to a highly recommended sushi resturant there.  We went with a couple of my co-workers. It was really fun hangin out with them and one of their wives is very Japanese savy. So helped with ordering food.  Well we ordered a very large variety of sushi.  Well one of the things was raw sea urchin.  I figured I needed to try it since I didnt have to really pay for it and might as well.  Well I tried it.  It is NOT my favorite.  I said oh this tastes very oceany...Tim said it way more nicer...as i feel like i am eating a boger off an old fishing net.  So I have eaten worse but think twice about eating raw sea urchin, it is like an oyster but definately not as good.   Well I miss everyone, and I would have posted this sooner but I did not have computer access last week during training...

Funny Video

Ok, So Happy Birthday to Chris, Chris, and Uncle Morgan.  My 2 brothers named Chris have the same birthday, June 2nd.  Which here right now it is no longer the 2nd but in the states it still is... So Happy Birthday to all of them!!! Yay!!!

Also Since vehilces are different here, you guys know we have a super cool, old minivan.  Which space here is a luxury except when parking in small areas, like most places here!!! But one of our very funny church friends posted a video on my facebook, about cool minivans.  It reminded me of a funny converstation with Montye.  I think everyone has said, " I WILL NEVER DRIVE A MINIVAN" but once you compare to an SUV and get in a minivan you wonder why you never had one in the first place they are so easy and great!  Especailly on price for wht you get compared to a SUV.  So when Chris Gardner  (I only specified the last name due to the fact that we have so many chris' in the family) told montye she had no choice but to get a minivan and she was very upset about it.... I asked her later about it and she loved it!! I love it, it is so cool and easy to get in!! Well she also said the kids think it is realy cool.  They all say, "Wow your mom has a minivan...thats awesome!! I found this really funny. 

Well our lovely friend, Greg (A friend we have met through our biblestudy group), he posted a very funny minivan (i think add for Toyota).  So everyone please check out, especially Montye, because she is super cool with her minivan.  I love my minivan and it is not even a nice one, and Munson and Boomer love it too.  They like being able to see... SO this is for all the Cool Smart minivan owners.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUG3Z8Hxa5I&feature=player_embedded
 So here is a funny creative laugh for you... Miss everyone..

Been Busy Sorry, Memorial Day, Jane Wayne Day

So work is in full swing, so getting on the computer and bloggin has been a little slow Im sorry.  Today will also be a shorter post because I am busy at work today so i am sneaking this in on my lunch break.  I read a really awesome email from my bestest buddy's dad, Ray!!! It was really awesome and I love stuff that supportst the military and this is a neat story so please read.   And rememeber that Memorial Day is to rememeber our troops and veterns. they work very hard and the families work hard supporting them, but so this is not a waste of post or information from me I will tell a story before I leave you with the email. 

And it goes with the military theme, you dont relize the little things even suck in the military.  So there is a thing called Jane Wan Day.  It is a day where military wives do jobs that their husbands do everyday. So day in the life of your husband and people he works with.  Well, I am short on leave so brad and I decided it was better for me not to skip work to go to Jane Wan day.  I will make it to one, before he gets out...but I was talking to him and feeling bad that I didnt take off work to go, I said i would come over there for lunch.  So I asked Brad what they were doing and he said sitting around, so I was like ok great, I will come hang out for a bit and see you during lunch.  I should have known better dealing with sneaky Brad.  I get there and his group is doing Riot Control.  Yes you read that right Riot Control.  So Brad obvisouly nominates me, to be in the group and I am no longer being a person watching, I am now going to join in.  I say " thats ok i have some meetings and I need to get back to work."  Brad proceeds to say you are a woose and are boring, so my competiative side came out and I said fine I will do whatever dumb thing they are about to do.  Well I get dressed up in full pads, and this giant shield.

Yes, I was dressed in similar attire with my nice meeting work clothes on underneth, so ballet slippers, dressy shirt, and nice hair, and make-up.  Oh but yes i joined in, i was wearing a helmmets that stunk SOOOOOO bad, and that was so big for my face it slid down over my face, then I was to carry my giant sheild that wieghed about 30lbs, with one arm.  This is not as easy as it looks, then  move in formation, scream and yell, and take the beating of pepole that are fake rioting.  Yes i got hit in the face with my shield numerous times because I could not hold everything up, so I cant imagine what would have happened if the pepole were actually angry and wanting to hurt us!!! Oh I almost forgot then they launched water balloons at us numerous times, and Brad told them to aim at me, so I went back to work smelly, wet, and weird for my afternoon meetings.  And my phone rang off the hook that day except the one hour i was playing riot control.

So remember some of this stuff looks fun, but would you really want to do some of the things that are just expected of the military memebers, they wear lots of uncofortable clothes and uncomfortable situations and in places we would never want to be, so rememeber they are doing it for you, and their families are by their sides, so keep all military memebers and families in your prayers, cause not everyone can be as cool as me and last the 10 minutes before i wanted to quit.  Just try sitting still or standing still for 3 minutes, without moving in the heat without touching a bug that might land on you, if you can do that you are doing better than me, but military memebers can do that for hours, just because they have the didcation.  So read this nice story, that I got in me email today....it really is awesome!!! I wanted to cry a little but it definately gave me goose bumps!!!

Cemetery Watchman ...

I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever--the heat and humidity at the same level--both too high.
I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace.. An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as

best I could tell.
I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste: 'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier, my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!' But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.
Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey's in time.
I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I

must have made a real military sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.
I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.
'Ma'am,may I assist you in any way?'
She took long enough to answer.
'Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'
'My pleasure, ma'am.' Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.
She looked again. 'Marine, where were you stationed?'
' Vietnam, ma'am.. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71.'
She looked at me closer. 'Wounded in action, I see. Well

done, Marine. I'll be as quick as I can.'
I lied a little bigger: 'No hurry, ma'am.'
She smiled and winked at me. 'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off.. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I can do this. My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time.'
'Yes, ma 'am. At your service.'
She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn't quite make out.. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.
She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one

stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson, USMC, 1943.
She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944..
She paused for a

second. 'Two more, son, and we'll be done'
I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am. Take your time.'
She looked confused.. 'Where's the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have lost my way.'
I pointed with my chin. 'That way, ma'am.'
'Oh!' she chuckled quietly. 'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.'
She headed down the walk I'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.

'OK, son, I'm finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.'
Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?'
She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle, Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons.

All killed in action, all marines
She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.

I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car.

'Get to the 'Out' gate quick.. I have something I've got to do.'
Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service

road. We beat her. She hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.
'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost. Follow my lead.' I humped it across the drive to the other post.
When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice: 'TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!'
I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye--full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud.

She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.
I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.
Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'
As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: 'Lord, keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or overseas. Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they protect us.'
Let's all keep those currently serving and those who have gone before in our thoughts. They are the reason for the many freedoms we enjoy.

'In God We Trust.'

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