He seemed the perfect candidate to be my prom date – not popular enough to reject me, and free of excess nasal mucus.
Middle-Age
Job search: Military spouses make do with doo doo
I was unlicensed, unemployed, and desperate for a job to pay my humongous student loan debts.
I fought the lawn. The lawn won.
Exhausted and seizing in pain, I collect my garden tools, checking behind me to see if I’ve left my vertebrae, meniscus, or uterus on the lawn somewhere.
Military Communities: Grass is Always Greener, Except Over the Berm
As a Navy “intel wife,” I often lamented that we didn’t have as many social opportunities as couples in other military communities such as surface, aviation, submarines, and special ops.
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets