the perspective of a military family . . . the narcissism of a blog
From the monthly archives:
If you’re a military blogger visiting this site, be sure to say hello: navalgazer (at) navalgazer.com.
I am still trying to figure out which other sites out there are very active. Milblogging.com seems like a decent portal. I apparently erred in joining a spouse web-ring (so ’90s!). Only a handful of the sites are active and most seem to have animated red [...]
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Elysia and Citrus made homemade pizzas tonight: One for Mommy and Daddy, and a baby pizza.
Guess who hogged the mushrooms?
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Elysia left today for a 2-week training at the Army JAG school. It is the first time she has been away from Citrus since coming back from deployment. Now that our daughter is two and a half, we think she understands what is going on at least in a general sense:
Mommy is going to work?
She has [...]
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When we first started dating, I knew that Elysia would be leaving for her first duty station as soon as she passed the bar exam but neither of us knew where that would be. One of the truths about joining the military is that you really can see the world. Of course, it may not [...]
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Married to the Military is a term that I did not understand when Elysia and I first started dating. Had I been asked what it meant several years ago, I would have probably first thought of patriotism gone rabid, such as the Commander in Dr. Strangelove who thinks the Commies are going to “sap and impurify all of our precious [...]
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