The Twelve Subby (Wife) Days of Christmas On the first day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: A seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the second day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine (gosh you really stink!)! On the third day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside (shhh, don’t tell), And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the fourth day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud (*cough* thanks, hubby), Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the fifth day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Fiiiiive emails at once! Four missed holidays (yes my birthday counts), Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the sixth day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (Boy did I need that!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the seventh day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Seven days to pay the rec bill Six days of duty (New Year’s Eve, again?)… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the eighth day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Eight Single Sailors at dinner, Seven days to pay the rec bill (WHAT did he spend it on?), Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the ninth day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: Nine different duty stations! … Eight Single Sailors at dinner (how much do they eat?), Seven days to pay the rec bill, Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the 10th day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: 10 weeks ‘til the next deployment… Nine different duty stations (I don’t even know where I am!), Eight Single Sailors at dinner, Seven days to pay the rec bill, Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the 11th day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: 11 still-unpacked boxes!… 10 weeks ‘til the next deployment (yikes, already?), Nine different duty stations, Eight Single Sailors at dinner, Seven days to pay the rec bill, Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! On the 12th day of Christmas, my subby gave to me: A 12-hour plane ride to see family!… 11 still-unpacked boxes (from three moves ago!), 10 weeks ‘til the next deployment, Nine different duty stations, Eight Single Sailors at dinner, Seven days to pay the rec bill, Six days of duty… Fiiiiive emails at once! (finally!) Four missed holidays, Three strains of boat crud, Two phone calls from topside, And a seabag of clothes smelling of amine! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 20:48:46 +0000
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