I Can't Keep a Secret

Don't worry friends, I hope you know by now big secrets I can keep. Especially if you tell me not to tell. But the small seemingly harmless ones I find really hard to keep under wraps.

I hear now that Brian's on a ship, we're not allowed to talk about his scheduled (or unscheduled) comings and goings, particularly on the phone or in email. Operational Security. Sounds like a big secret? Maybe. But no one (except the AFN commercial I watched continually for three years in Japan) has told me directly to keep my mouth shut...

Maybe it was in the welcome packet?

As friends and family try to gauge how lonely I am by Brian's schedule, it's putting a real damper in my usual run-of-the-mouth conversations. Not to mention their plans to visit me (or us). And more importantly, the ship's schedule is always changing, so I can't even find out up-to-date information from Brian when he calls or emails while underway.

So, I've decided (at Jill's suggestion) that Brian and I need a secret code. I don't know why I didn't think of it. We'll get right on that. Just please don't ask when--I might tell you. I've already slipped up saying things like, "when Brian's back on Friday," or "see you tomorrow." And then I found myself wondering--someone might be listening to little old me. Imagine that. It might be the only time I've ever hoped not.