Knee Deep in the Hooah!

Do Generals ever get a “thank you for serving our Country?” pat on the back? I have to wonder. I saw the horrible, slanderous and ridiculous ad taken out by a propaganda pushing organization. They had the nerve to call the good General a traitor. So, forgive me for never saying this before, but I think that Generals are taken for granted. The fact of the matter is General Petraeus has served this Country faithfully for many years. He is a soldier, and by all accounts that I have read he is a brilliant man. General Petraeus, from this Army wife and mother, thank you, sir! Thank you for your service to our Country over the years. Thank you, very much!

And now onto some random stuff…

first: thank you all for the get well wishes, prayers and kind thoughts. It is all paying off. I am still a tad under the weather today, but I am getting better. I have decided that my best strategy is to keep a continual dose of Advil in my system. I take the highest dose I can as often as I can. I will keep that up for the next day or two. I think that I had a combination of pure exhaustion coupled with a virus. The achiness is not too bad now, but I give Advil the credit for that as well as keeping the low grade fever under control. I took Emma to her gymnastics class today, and even worked out a little this morning. I didn’t do as long or as intense a workout as usual, but it felt good to move a little.

I got 2 boxes packed for Mike today and when the Pirate gets up from her nap we will venture out to the Post Office and get them sent out. I just put a good variety of snacks, supplies and writing stuff in them. I also printed off a bunch of news from his favorite websites and sent that on too. I have a funny Pirate story concerning these care packages though. I bought a couple of boxes of the Nabisco “100 Calorie” snack packs of cookies. I got them because they are individually wrapped small packs of little cookies… a good snack to throw in an ACU pocket. Well Emma caught glimpse of them and asked for a pack. I said “Well, I bought them for Michael, but he would want you to have one pack… but the rest are his, OK?” She quickly agreed and in her little crumb-snatching manner took off scurrying into the living room and quickly opened that pack of cookies. I was watching her closely and I noticed she was not at all impressed with the hard, dry and low fat cookie biscuit (I think she was under the impression that these were to taste like Oreo’s or something!). Anyway, she looked at me after getting a good taste of them and said “You buy these for Michael, mama?” to which I replied “Yes baby, but I know he would like you to have a pack of them!” and then Emma looked at the cookies, looked at me and thought a second before she retorted “No, I think Michael wants his cookies back!” This child keeps me in stitches!

I talked with Bryan yesterday. We had scattered conversations with isolated moments of complaining, longing and just commiserating. We are so ready to be back together as a family! In due time, though, in due time! The OCS class he is in will enter their Senior phase next week. As Bryan says “Same stuff different Ascot!” He will switch from a black Ascot to a white one. Way to go Mr. Hooah! It’s not long now honey, not long at all. In one month from now we will be close to coming down for graduation! It’s so close, hang in there!