Moved…

I moved quite some time ago to my permanent home, www.deltawhiskey.us.

Please update whatever it is you’ve got me on… I’m still here, just in my new place.

*Kisses & Hugs*

BWE2009: The Panels

Despite the Valium hazed flight from Kansas City to Memphis (?!?) then on to Vegas, I arrived in one piece around 2200.  Waiting at the hotel for me was none other than Tammy Munson.  We ran up to our room so I could drop my bags and then headed out on the town in search of a late dinner.  We settled down at the Bellagio then slowly made our way back to the room.  Both of us fell immediately into a blissful slumber around 0300.  Ouch. Considering we had to be up at the crack of dawn to make it to the conference.

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I Survived!

I survived Vegas and had an excellent time!  I’ll be around later this week to tell stories and share some pictures.

Leaving On a Jet Plane

Wow. I can’t believe I’m leaving for Las Vegas today!  It seems like it was just a few weeks ago that I was asked to join the group of MilSpouse bloggers who were doing a tract, The Also Serve: MilSpouse Bloggers.

It doesn’t add up

I’ve tried to shy away from politics here and this isn’t really a political thing… simply a military thing.

General McChrystal requested an additional 40,000 troops to aid the fight in Afghanistan.  Only 13,000 are being sent.  To me, the numbers don’t compare.  If General McChrystal was appointed to be the commander of the war in Afghanistan, then why not take his suggestion?

The saddest part is this: the additional troops would save lives of our men and women.  Why is it such a hard decision when the simple fact remains: more troops equal saved lives.

My heart aches.

If you like to help, go visit Claire, she has information on how you can help a unit who was ambushed a few weeks ago.

Calling All Prayer Warriors

Picture stolen from http://www.ccftucson.org/

I have several friends who are in the throws of emotional and spiritual war.  I’ll keep this short so that you can spend your time reading the words of my friends and get to praying.

Cheddar Corn Chowder

Fall has officially made her presence known here in the Midwest.  The sky is dark and dreary today with a nip in the air that makes you reach for that cute new jacket you bought for a steal at the end of last season.  Flip-flops lay abandoned by the front door, still clinging to the hope that they may have one more day in the sunshine.  Alas, the boots will make their way into the rhythm.  It’s time for long, soft cotton socks with separate compartments for each toe.  

One for Home, One for Home-Away-From-Home

Please, accept my sincere apologies for my unintended absence the past two (!?!) weeks.  I wish I had a good story to tell you, something wild and crazy that kept me away.  Alas, I have a whole pocket-full of nothings that have kept me from visiting with you (and all of my friends).  

Paula Perfect and Chocolate Cake

When I was young (and still today) my mom called me Paula Perfect.  The moniker refers to my never ending desire to do things right, no matter the cost… to make a pretty life.  I strive endlessly for the right attitude, the perfectly straight hair, the organization which would make a sane person itch, the perfectly cleaned home and ready to serve munchies for friends stopping by.  

Here’s to the Heroes: A Military Tribute

A e-friend of mine sent me this YouTube video that I thought was beyond beautiful.  Please enjoy.