TBS

No, this isn't another post about tv. Well, kind of.

When you think of tbs, you probably think of the beloved tv channel that you watch when you want to see Friends and Seinfeld re-runs, and multiple airings of Legally Blonde. That's what I thought of too.

But now, "tbs" in this household stands for "The Basic School:" the training that my husband is going through for these next six months. Now when I hear tbs, all I think of is its ridiculous schedule, the really long hours, and the weeks coming up in the next few months where I won't see or speak to my husband because he'll be galavanting in the woods for part of the training. Basically in those weeks, I'm peacing out to Utah...yay! But not yay for my husband, who will be sleeping in the woods. Sooorry, husband.

Anyway, I'm kind of ready for these six months to be over. But despite the long hours, we still have fun here. And at least we're together. So, I guess it's really not that bad after all.

And if all else fails, I'll just watch Friends to console me!