Over the past four months, I’ve enjoyed the Pizza Hut pies here on three occasions. In truth, I only enjoyed two of them. One was “stuffed crust,” which is awful.
I had forgotten how much I enjoyed pizza, though.
I’ve decided that when I return home, I will be hosting a pizza party. Right now, my wife is invited (get well soon!), and I hope to invite more people.
However, since my return is essentially the Christmas holiday, I doubt anyone else will be able to come. So, it’s going to have to be a Christmas-themed pizza party.
Yeah, I know people are more interested in cooking some type of poultry product or giant glazed hams from the ham store. Some people even pick up barbecue sandwiches… guilty!!!
While I’m thinking about this, though, I would like to point out that I have less than two months to go. I still use Christmas day as the target date, but I may make it back sooner than that!
I’m really blessed that I have been able to make some good friends out here, and they have kept me sane since day one. I’ll miss them once I’m gone, and I look forward to keeping in touch with them.
It’s a tough job to be deployed here. Iraq isn’t the worst it ever was, but it’s still dangerous. I’ve had friends get hurt due to insurgent attacks, and it rattles you.
Even though my parole is near, I will always think of my friends who will still be in harm’s way through the new year. I wish they could be at the pizza party.