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Booyah for the HooHah.

Yesterday Parker and I got up at a grossly early hour and drove down to Ft. Benning to watch my friend’s husband take over command of the Army Rangers.

Nothing like having a few thousand cute Army peeps waving at me. Or wait, maybe they were saluting their new colonel. Whatever.

Not only am I proud of HooHah (that’s what I’ve always called him and you can’t make me stop just because he’s all full bird colonel now) but I’m also so glad my friend Mary is back in Georgia. We went to high school together. I know stuff.

It wasn’t so very long ago that HooHah was having the bits of bone that used to comprise his femur rebuilt with metal rods. And then there was the exhaustive task of teaching that cobbled leg to walk again. And run.

And twelve months after the shooting in Iraq which caused the leg explosion, he redeployed. He had to get back to his guys.

What can I say, I was raised an Air Force Brat and I have a soft spot for the military.

Oh look. They’re waving at me again. Hi boys*! We appreciate what you do! And every single soldier out there would rather not be. I mean if it were me out there in the wet hot grass with those long pants I would rather be in the A/C having some chow. They would all rather be deployed so they could keep an eye on their buddies.


Please forgive how icky I look. Did I mention we left the house at 6:30? That’s six thirty Ayy Emm. Also, Parker took this picture so it’s a tad blurry.

Parker was my little trooper for the day. She was so great, not a single complaint about the early hour or the drive. She passed out took a little nap on the way home.

Congratulations HooHah! Please don’t get hurt again, mmkay?


* Turns out there are no girls in the Rangers. I didn’t want you to think I was just ignoring them because I was flirting with the hot boys in uniform.
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