Hob Knobbin' Around Fort Rucker

With all the excitement lately, I realize there have been a few key events left out. I may not get to them all, but I really want to brag about getting to be a part of the Fort Rucker Spouse Club. Now, if you had told me that I would want to be a part of something like this five years ago, I would have thought you were crazy. In fact, Will used to give my false information  to the organizations on post, because some of the groups were more about drama than support. Luckily, here it's a whoooole different story. In particular, this night was filled with good food, a few shenanigans, and an open bar. I could really get used to this!

Oh yeah...that's me down there, front and center with the Command Team spouses for the whole post. Spouses don't wear rank, yadda yadda yadda, but these high powered ladies make me feel weak in the knees. They are surprisingly pleasant, and yet awe-inspiring. Maybe it's because I've spent more time with high ranking officers than spouses, but it's very exciting to experience this new culture of the military. Plus it's a lot more pressure for me, because now I become a part of his career, as well. Needless to say, I feel way in over my head, but I'm happy to learn the ropes and support my soldier in anyway possible. At the end of the day, we are all just spouses who love our soldiers!

Some of you may recognize the dress from my Altar'd State shopping spree, but let's talk about that hair though...I haven't curled it in what feels like a year, and I realized how much I missed it. It's still a pain in the butt, but sometimes it's worth the trouble. Do any of you have a favorite {easy} way to curl your hair?

Become friends with people who aren't your age. Hang out with people whose first language isn't the same as yours. Get to know someone who doesn't come from your social class. This is how you see the world. This is how you grow...