EMMY WASSON | Wait that Memo I sent few weeks ago.. ?

July 18, 2016

Making my way to the Kitchen floor, finding an espresso machine like the one back in Nashville, The Nash. Bringing back memories of how Karen taught us how to make perfect coffee delights…  And grabbing my favorite teal mug.. the start prepping up the espresso.  Thinking this morning needing a strong cuppa of Latte, especially for the long short flight to something I’m working on a drydock for about six months….

Having prepping the coffee like how Karen does it but with my little touch… then opening up the fridge finding a full Jug of Pancake mixture that I made overnight.. Thinking you can never go wrong with morning Pancakes..

Pouring the mixture on a non-stick frying pan lacing it with butter that I had given from my parents in New Zealand, reminding me of my parent’s home…..  As I poured the pancake mixture on the pan and seeing it slowly baking on the pan doing this deliciously over a dozen times placing the pancakes on the  resting on a white china plate realizing I’ve totally emptying out the jug and displacing it in the  sink ..  Even thou having a replicator in the kitchen, I still love the original taste of butter melting over the dozen pancakes, sinking it with maple syrup…

Having eaten Breakfast then having a second cup of coffee, and then checking out the morning news at six mixing it with this morning’s briefings of various sorts, until I’ve noticed a missing inventory that still needed to be installed…  looking closely more.. In that unchecked manifest of need to do’s load up list, someone has forgotten to load up Torpedoes.. In one of the torpedoes magazine cartilages racks bays nearby the engineering section in which that needs to mark urgently as my finger touched the screen marking it urgently… Then looking at deflector dish it seem find from the engineering report , checking that off…. as I Looking at the Holo Screen, closer in which a few minutes ago.. wait that Memo few weeks ago.. ?

Thinking back, has someone missed the inventories memo recently…. Then throwing up another Holo screen entering an encrypted commutations line to the Earth Space dock, doing a quick order to the Starbase quarter Master….

“ Hello this is Starbase seventy nine’s quarter master …. “ looking back the Holo screen noticing  that  I’m complete out of uniform..  Just in my every day morning casuals thinkingly also that the Torpedoes supplement is seriously on my lists among to do on many things… The Quartermaster started to look at me strangely that I’m out of uniform context… Then started to tell him whom I am.. “ This is Admiral Wasson  of the USS Lightning, I’ve notice that the supplements of Quantum Mark 13 Torpedoes haven’t been installed yet and accounted for, also that the cargo is done from yesterday’s manifest….. “ then taking a slip of Coffee that I’ve just brewed from my kitchen bench. Also thinking off my little sister Elise who’s on tour one of the youngest brilliant captains in Starfleet, or though there’s one disclosure that I must feel that she’s needs to take personal note from.. Otherwise it’s going to incur on her from the rest of her life, even though it’s going to take time.. Having yesterday of sending a Holo Message to my Parents in New Zealand about it feeling that’s I know it’s going to take time for her to recover from that incident in Vega System, I know they were closed together, even though he’ll make a loving caring brother in law thinking that’s what parents were thinking last night after having long talk last night that extended till the early hours of the Santa Monica morning… then leaving that message after that given that Elise may need some time of commanding otherwise it’ll get to her letting her having some disclosure…

 

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