Homie and his new "Dew"

I’ve gotten word on

Homie!

Yea!

Last time we heard from Homie

he had gotten counseled for his hair being out of regulation.

These two guys here are the platoon barbers

Payne and Downing.

I guess they cut everyone’s hair with a knife?

Or maybe this is some kind of induction into the cool guys club.

Seeing this picture was almost painful.

Poor Homie!

I felt like a mom who had let my husband take the boys for haircuts.

Which I have done that, ((ONCE)) and yup, they pretty much came back with no hair.

The end result.

How do you like the new "dew"?

30 May 2011

Written by my Father In-Law

Army Retired.

Memorial Day

One of the questions from this past Fridays

Mil-Spouse Friday Fill-In

was:

1. Do you think civilians, in general, understand the meaning of Memorial Day?

My answer:

"No, I do not".

Then I started to think of what Memorial Day meant to me.

And to me, it is the day we recognize our fallen hero's.

The soldiers and families who gave all.

Then I Wikipedia'd what Memorial Day was.

"Began as a ritual of remembrance and reconciliation after the civil war, by the early 20th century, Memorial Day was an occasion for more general expressions of memory, as ordinary people visited the graves of their deceased relatives, whether they had served in the military or not. It also became a long weekend increasingly devoted to shopping, family gatherings, fireworks, trips to the beach, and national media events such as the Indianapolis 500 (since 1911) and the Coca-Cola 600 (since 1960) auto races.[3]"

How sad I thought.

A day that started as a day of remembrance is also a "long weekend devoted to shopping".

Which brings me to my week at work.

In front of our Battalion we have a memorial for the fallen soldiers of the Engineer Battalion.

This memorial has so much symbolic meaning than I thought when I first saw it.

When my CSM brought three barriers home from Iraq last deployment,

and set them in front of the Battalion, I didn't understand how they would serve as our memorial.

So I asked him, and I got a deeper answer than I expected.

And it went something like this"

"Mrs. Mims, when you are down there, you are surrounded by these barriers.

 Evey where you look, there they are, Its your home".

My chest tightened as he went on.

So this past Monday, the spouses of our Battalion gathered to

re beautify this special place in honor of them.

With care they pulled weeds and planted flowers.

Three of the Battalions FRLs laid the wreaths.

And many gathered to pay respect.

This memorial day,

I will not be shopping the specials in my PX or commissary.

I will be attending the Garrison memorial event, and spending the day

reflecting on what other soldiers and families sacrificed for me and my children.

What will you be doing?



My Old Man is-a-Comin! (Milspouse Friday Fill-In)

I am off work today!

WOOT-WOOT!

And all the kids are in school!

Can I get an AAAMEN?

AMEN!!

So now that I have a moment to myself after a hectic couple months,

I am cleaning out the casa, and taking care of business..

Like the kind of business when you find out your husbands

R&R has been moved up by 2 months.

*YIKES!*

No, I am not shaving my legs yet, ill do that the morning of.

<>

One of the big pre-R&R preparations for me is

The Grocery Shopping!

Now, I don't know about most, but when my Joe is away

my grocery bill goes down about $200.00.

And now that he is a-comin' home I need to do some serious shopping.

I started planning meals. 

Of course all of his favs.  

Then I went shopping.

I bought everything that could survive in the pantry or freezer

until he arrives.

Now Ive still got alittle over a month until he comes home.

But the way I figure it.

If I buy all the frozen stuff now, there will be very little I need to buy when he comes.

So we will have more money to play with during the pay period he is here..

Which will keep me from dipping into savings.

Does that make sense?

Anyways, the end result from my shopping trip

One thing that I did forget is the joys of carrying massive amounts

of groceries up the stairs.

Okay this is a random photo, but I have to share.

I grabbed these for the kids for dinner on TK Days, and when I saw them

the front of the box said," Americas Best Selling Pizza".

And I couldn't help myself and said out loud,

"Yea because its cheap!".

Didn't realize the Mom standing to my left who started giggling at my comment.

(Background: Me+Husband+Poor College Students=Totino's Pizza)

Well now I am off to clean!

***Add on****

1.Do you think civilians, in general, understand the meaning of Memorial Day?
No I do not. I think its just another day for them to BBQ.


2.What are your plans for the Memorial Day Weekend?
I plan to go to the Memorial Ceremony in my community.

3.What skill/talent do you wish you had? submitted by The 3 Turners
Hmm.. A skill... The gift of the Gabb. I wish I had that skill.
4.Which came first: the chicken or the egg? submitted by I Married Into The Army
The chicken... How does an egg survive without a chicken?
And where in the hell did the egg come from?
A CHICKEN! LOL!

5.What is the best thing about your post (base)? The worst? submitted by Randomly, Robyn
The best thing I would have to say is the Spouses. They can be so helpful to each other and supportive.
The worse thing... the spouses.. They can also be mean to each other and hurtful.

This post has been linked to, wife of a sailor.

Baby Feet

While waiting for my Sunday Photoshoot to start

I decided to take a few pictures of my boys.

Ive always wanted a picture like this one.

I dont know what it is about baby feet, but I love them.

I love them so much I am going to enlarge, framed and hang this in my living room.

Rib

P.K.A

So, Ive decided to create a new group.

This group is going to be for all people who love plants, but cant seems to keep them alive.

I shall all this group,

"Plant Killers Anonymous".

Or

P.K.A

I swear, so many poor plants have come into this home, and just don't survive.

I hear whispers from plants as I walk by them at the store

"Please don't pick me, please don't pick me".

So, I have given up on that journey.

I just ooo and aww at people I know who have that wonderful green thumb.

So all that being said,

 I am sure you can imagine how I felt when Junior brought this home

At school, they are learn about the spring season.

And they planted these plants.

No clue what it is.

So Junior brings it home,

All proud and excited.

Hands it to me and says,

"Look Mom! My plant! Please don't kill it".

*That's alot of pressure*

Do you have a green thumb?