The Great Wait… For Orders

It’s that time. Time to start thinking about deployments and care packages and how I’m going to adjust to solo parenting without any communication with my husband for months at a time.

Yup… we are in the window for our orders (and yes, OUR orders because as a MilSpouse, I’m included on those orders). Huzzy will be detaching his current command in November and should have to report sometime in December.

Besides a three year tour recruiting in Michigan (which was kinda his choice), he has been stationed here in Washington state ever since he completed his training. That’s more than 10 years here, total. There are only two places he can be stationed (besides recruiting), and that’s here and Kings Bay, Georgia. KB is the armpit of Georgia… it’s 40 miles north of Jacksonville, Florida, so it’s definitely southern Georgia. It’s located on a built-up swamp and is a pretty isolated area.

It’s always been easy to stay in Washington because, for some reason, many people would prefer to go to Georgia (maybe because they like the heat or closer to family, etc), and 60% of the submarines are stationed in Washington. Never been an issue.

Until now.

Huzzy’s ability to look/shop for orders was supposed to open on the 1st, but now it’s been pushed back to the evening of the 13th. However, he talked to the detailer and was already asked if he’d go to KB… and to the least desirable boat type as well. He’d be miserable. Absolutely miserable.

We do not, under any circumstances, want to go to KB. Besides the fact that we love it here in Washington and absolutely hate weather in the south, we have a house here, my mom is considering moving here to help me with Skipper once she’s born (and she will not move to Georgia as she hates the heat as much as I do), and it’ll be financially detrimental to us. I have been planning on starting my own communication consulting business after she’s born, which I wouldn’t be able to do if we moved until after we moved and got really settled and THEN had to start fresh with no contacts. We also have a house that, due to the current market, would cost us several hundred a month even if we were able to rent it out… on top of the rent in KB that we’d have to do. I’ve looked at rentals there and, like here, the BAH is several hundred dollars shy of what we’d need to rent a house. So we’d be out probably at least $500 a month between the two… and BAH is more than $200 lower there. So that’s approaching $1,000 less in the budget. Not do-able.

I could get an additional job, of course (on top of Jamberry and my Navy Reserve stuff)… but the closest city where that would be possible is 45 minutes away with no traffic. Commuter traffic would probably make it in the hour one-way commute. Plus, then there’d be daycare expenses as well that would eat into it.

And really, I realize that this is something all military spouses go through, but when you have been told (and have 10+ years of personal experience behind it) that you’d never have to leave… it’s a rough transition of thought. On top of that, I’m, of course, just about two weeks away from full term and five weeks from my due date. I have enough to worry about without this unexpected stress.

I just hope Huzzy can grab orders to something here. Even if it is the least desirable boat.




When the Navy Intrudes…

Most of us, swimming against the tides of trouble the world knows nothing about, need only a bit of praise or encouragement – and we will make the goal. 
~Jerome Fleishman

Huzzy has been on shore duty for nine months now and because of this, I haven’t really had anything to say regarding the Navy. That’s why it’s mostly been about my infertility struggle. He’s been working and is usually home before I am and has only had to stay after five maybe three times in the entire time he’s been on shore duty. Sure, he has duty four times a month, but he only has to stay overnight two or three times a month.

Our fourth anniversary was this past Thursday (if you don’t know how we met, it’s hilarious–check it out here). Because it was on a Thursday, we decided three months ago to go out for our anniversary dinner on Friday.

You see, we normally go to the Sky City restaurant, which is the revolving restaurant at the top of the Seattle Space Needle. Well, actually we went there for our first anniversary and had reservations for our second, but Huzzy’s boat kept him at work too late for us to make it to the reservations. Last year, he was 20,000 leagues under the sea so we couldn’t go then.

Anyway, Huzzy came home Tuesday night and told me that he was warned Friday night would be a late night… as in, late enough that we wouldn’t make the 7 p.m. reservation that we had made three months ago.

This brought back all the memories of sea duty when we couldn’t plan anything even days in advance without assuming that it might not work out due to the boat schedule.  He ended up making it out on time due to something pushing work schedule back to next week.

Now, he might not be home until late Monday through Wednesday. I’m on CD12 today… I expect our IUI to be done sometime between CD15-CD18, with CD15 and CD16 being the most likely. That would be Tuesday or Wednesday. The same days he’s working late.

If it happens to fall on those days, there is only a small chance Huzzy can get out of work to go get the IUI done with me. Which means if we can’t have it done, taking the meds was pointless and we’ll have to wait until June to try again (due to my Navy Reserve physical readiness test that will make me have to stress my body and focus on getting ready for it, which isn’t good for TTC).

I am really hoping that the IUI falls on a day that is either one Huzzy doesn’t have to work late or one that he can get out of work for. I would be extremely upset if this happens. I mean, I know the Navy comes first, but it has come first for so many years that DARN IT, I just want our family to come first for once. He’s on shore duty, it’s supposed to give us a chance to have “us” time and for it the stresses of sea duty to be relieved.

Okay, enough complaining. It is what it is. The Navy is what it is. What will be will be. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting what I want and wishing for what I wish.


The Tides Are Changing…

Continuity gives us roots; change gives us branches, letting us stretch and grow and reach new heights. 
~Pauline R. Kezer

So Huzzy’s home from his patrol. He checks out of this sea-going command on May 1st and goes on leave for 30 days before reporting to shore duty on May 31st.

This is a whole new world for me. I started this blog three years ago, just days before marrying my husband. And just a few weeks before Huzzy checked out of recruiting and into sea duty.

Recruiting duty was… not really a shore duty. Sure, he was home every most nights, but if he was home by 8 p.m., I was asking him why he was home so early. Huzzy once went 13 weeks without a day off. Including Sundays. I know people do this all the time when deployed, but this was SHORE duty, where he was supposed to recover from the high optempo of the previous five years. So it really wasn’t much of a break for him.

But now? Now he’s going to be home most weekends. Depending on the division he is assigned to when he checks into the command, he may be working long hours (as long as recruiting), but he’ll have most weekends off. He should be able to actually take vacations and such without worrying about it being canceled last minute.

We are entering a different time in our marriage. One that may actually somewhat resemble the civilian world. (sorta… not really). It’s scarily exciting. I’m afraid I might not have much Navy stuff to write about (please let that be the truth!) for the next three years.

Now all we have to do is figure out my medical issues. I’m still dealing with my shoulder and my girl issues. Tons of fun.




P.S.  I hope you are enjoying the Month of the Military Child series of guest bloggers. I’m so blessed to have such awesome women stand up and want to blog about such an important topic.

The Biggest Honor

Just do good, don’t worry about the road ahead.
~Monk Wansong

I don’t talk a whole lot about my job as an officer in the Navy Reserves. Frankly, that’s usually just a small part of my life. Being the wife of an active duty Sailor is what shapes my life. Huzzy’s patrol (deployment) schedule and the fact that we are here and nearly everything in our lives is touched by his service in the Navy. And as such, that’s what I tend to write about. I usually need the camaraderie and support of being a MilSpouse more than I need it in regards to my own service.

But that’s probably going to change once Huzzy heads to shore duty since he’ll be home each night (unless he has duty) and it will be a more regular schedule. Hopefully. I’m really, really hoping the hours aren’t like his last shore duty… recruiting. So when that happens, I will probably blog more about my job/life in the Navy Reserves.

I am truly honored to be able to serve my country in a small way. However, besides that, I’ve recently had the chance to do something that is truly an honor: re-enlisting and enlisting someone.

This started a month ago when I re-enlisted Huzzy. After that, I’ve enlisted two people into the Navy Reserves because there is a recruiting office on the 2nd deck of the building where I’m doing my three months of temporary active duty.

Let me tell you… enlisting or re-enlisting someone is SUCH an honor. Other than Huzzy, I was not the person’s choice… I was the officer the recruiter saw when they came downstairs looking for an enlisting officer. But regardless… it’s an honor because enlisting/re-enlisting into the Navy is a big decision. It’s something that will define a person’s life for the rest of their life, whether they are career military or in for just a few years.

Out of everything I’ve done so far, this part of being an officer is super-cool (yes, I’m a child of the 80s) and is very humbling.

Side note: When Huzzy re-enlisted, I may or may not have emphasized the part in the oath that says, “and obey the orders of ALL officers appointed over me.”  He also may or may not have sworn the oath with his hand on my pink Bible. There may or may not be photographic evidence. (which, if said evidence was around, wouldn’t be released until Huzzy saw the photos first).

One-Armed Wonder and Other Musings

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once. 
~Jennifer Yane

It’s finally happening! I’m going to have surgery in exactly four weeks. While I’m scared and nervous, I’m also so excited. I sure hope this will finally fix my shoulder.

Unfortunately, the doctor isn’t sure what is wrong. My MRI came back fine, but he wasn’t expecting to find anything on it. He said labrum tears (which is what he’s expecting to find) are hard to see on MRI and because it’s been 18 months months since the injury, he said it would have been even more unusual to actually find something. He also says there is a possibility of me having stretched ligaments (like a rubber band that’s been stretched and won’t go back in place). If it’s the labrum tear, he’ll fix that by shaving off the flyaway pieces and, depending on the severity and type of tear, re-attach it. If it’s a stretched ligament, he will have to tighten it back up.

The doc has said the goal of the surgery is pain relief and the prognosis is “good to excellent.”  That’s good news for the most part. If all I get from this surgery is pain relief, I’ll be happy. He says there’s a good chance that I will have pain the rest of my life. There’s also a moderate chance that if the ligaments are fixed, they could be fixed too tight or too loose… and then I’d have to have surgery again.  And while he expects me to be back in Navy-shape six to 12 months after the surgery… there’s a chance this won’t happen. Which means I’d be medically separated.

But I’m focusing on the positive… I have a GOOD chance of lessening the pain after this surgery. I’m so excited about that. I’d love to sleep more than 3 or so hours without waking up and having to re-adjust my sleeping position. I’d LOVE to sleep on my left side again. I miss it. And my right shoulder gets tired of being the only one slept on.

According to the doctor, I will need care 24/7 for the first 10 days. After that, I should be able to return to work since I do office work. I’m going to have to rent an “ice machine.” Apparently, it’s a gizmo that is wrapped around the shoulder and delivers a continuous flow of cold water to keep the area iced and the swelling down.

Huzzy has told his command about the surgery but they haven’t given him the okay that he can take care of me for either that day or for the entire 10 days. And while I know I have friends in the area who wouldn’t mind shuttling me to the hospital for the surgery (while it’s total anesthesia, it’s a same-day hospital stay/surgery), I loathe to ask people to help. I will if I have to, don’t get me wrong, I just don’t really want to.

I’ll be in a sling for quite a while and I’ll still be in it when Huzzy goes on his next patrol (deployment). This should be our second-to-last one before shore duty. Four in 2 1/2 years so far. Pretty normal for our community except deployments 2 & 3 happened back-to-back and that’s what’s going to happen to deployments 4 & 5. That’s not normal but we’ll have been with three different commands during these five patrols, so it happens. The final deployment looks like it’ll be a long one (so far). Oh well, I know it will (or should) be our last, so once we get through this one, we are one away from being home free! Well, at least for a little bit.

As I go through my daily routines, I’ve been thinking about how that will be with a sling. And not just a sling, but I won’t be allowed to move, turn or lift my shoulder for fear of un-doing whatever fixing/tightening the doctor will do in there. I’ve wondered things like….

How in the WORLD do I get a shirt on?

Not to mention my Navy uniforms… how am I supposed to wear those and still be in regulations?

I drive a stick shift… uh…..

How do I put muzzles on the dogs?

How do I open a jar?

The bathroom. ‘Nuff said.

I am going to have to become a one-handed pecker. (get your mind out of the gutter, I’m talking a hunt-and-peck typist)

How do you pull a chord for the push-mower while holding down the bar thing on the handle?

I’m glad I don’t have kids and have to deal with them one-handed. But dealing with the dogs should be interesting.


This should be quite the adventure… and one I will hopefully not have to repeat. The Navy hasn’t given me an LOD (Line of Duty) letter yet, so right now, I’ll have take those 10 days off unpaid and also not be able to do my second job and lose the pay from THAT. The letter was supposed to be here a month ago. My choice is to either do the surgery now and hope they will eventually back-pay me or put it off… and have the surgery while Huzzy’s deployed.

Have any of you had labrum surgery and/or tightening of the ligaments/tendons? How did it go? Am I worrying about not having help afterward for no reason?

A Job, My Pain and the Navy… Oh My!

Every day I get up and look through the Forbes list of the richest people in America.  If I’m not there, I go to work. 
~Robert Orben

For my regular readers (those who don’t come here ONLY for MilSpouse Friday Fill-In) may have noticed that I haven’t written a real post in… oh, about a month. Of course, I still blog once or twice a month over at SpouseBuzz.Catch me over there, too!

On the job front.
I started my new, full-time job on July 25th. I’m working for a tech company and am creating and heading their public relations and marketing department. The hope is in the next 12-18 months that I’ll be hiring one or two people under me.

It’s less than 10 miles from our house (yay! no 3-4 hour roundtrip commute to Seattle!) and the pay is quite good, especially for this side of the sound. Hopefully, we’ll be able to pay off all our debts except the house and Huzzy’s truck within the next year. That would be SO nice!

I’m still doing the respite care approximately 16-20 hours a month and then, of course, my reserve duty. With all three jobs, I end up doing 18-20 day stretches with no day off. Quite the change from only working 2-7 days a MONTH that I’ve done since March 2010. But, again, it’ll be good to pay off bills. We are going to continue living on the same budget that we did when I was on unemployment, with one exception… we are going to get $100 each a month for “play” money to do whatever we want with it.

This is something I’d suggest for any couple to do: if you can afford it, give a set amount of money to each person each month. Each person can choose to do what they want with it and spend it on whatever they want. I’m a saver and will save the money and Huzzy is a spender and will spend it that month or the next month. He can buy MORE fishing gear or things for his motorcycles or whatever he wants and I have NO say in it as long as it comes from his personal money. Same goes for me. That way, there’s no arguing about “wasted” money from either side because… hey… that was their money to do what they want with.

Case-in-point: Earlier this year, Huzzy bought an Army trailer for $400 that he thought he could sell for $1,000 (since that’s what they were going for online). It’s still sitting in our yard. It hasn’t been sold. So while I can bemoan the fact that it’s taking up space in our yard, I have no reason to complain that we spent $400 on something and haven’t gotten our money back. That’s Huzzy’s problem because it’s his money.

I also started volunteering back in May as a kitten foster mom for the local humane society. To date, I’ve volunteered for 536 hours. I foster kittens and so kittens without moms the humane society says to log 10 hours a day and for kittens WITH moms (like the ones I have now), I log 8 hours a day. Woo-hoo! I love volunteering and there’s nothing better than coming home to cute, sweet kittens who make you laugh by their playful antics and then make you smile by the way they fall asleep in your arms.

On to my medical fun.
I saw an orthopedic surgeon in June at the Naval Hospital and he basically said he thought the radiologist report from my MRI in May was “overzealous” and that he wasn’t going to do anything with it (which, from talking to many medical type people… doesn’t happen. All orthos they’ve seen defer to the radiologist report). So he gave me a cortisone shot because he said all that was wrong with me was inflammation in my shoulder. Guess what? It didn’t work. Surprise, surprise. If it was that easy, my body would have fixed itself in the last 18 months.

So I went to a second opinion out in the civilian world. And that ortho wanted me to follow the radiologist report and get an MRI with dye contrast. He ALSO said I showed signs of neck problems and ordered an MRI for that (helloooo… I’ve been asking for that since the beginning, too!). My MRI was yesterday and we’ll see what the report says when I go back to ortho #2 next week for a reading. FYI… having dye injected into your shoulder joints is NOT pleasant. And it’s much worse after the procedure and the next day. Yay, fun. Hopefully this diagnoses it, though, but Ortho #2 said he doesn’t expect it to… he expects it to just rule things out.

I just need this thing fixed. Or the darn arm to just be cut off. One of the two would help. I wake up a minimum of 3-4 hours a night from the pain/discomfort and have to find another sleeping position. The only reason I haven’t been kicked out of the Navy for it yet is because it’s an injury that happened on Navy time. But there is still that possibility if this can’t get fixed or if it can’t get fixed well enough. Joy of joys.

On to Navy fun.
Huzzy was supposed to join his crew in the middle of their patrol (deployment). That never happened since the boat ended up having missions that prevented them from surfacing. So, in order to make up for that, he’ll be joining the opposite crew (non-fast attack subs have two crews) for THEIR patrol and then turning around and doing his own crew’s patrol after that.

So, yeah… between now and next May when Huzzy gets off sea duty and on to shore duty… not going to see him more than a couple of months total. And not all at once. Par for the course, I guess since this will be our third set of holidays married and I still have yet to spend a Thanksgiving or Christmas with him. We did end up spending the 4th of July with each other and that day, combined with ONE Easter in the 2 ½ years that we’ve been married, constitutes the entirety of our total holidays spent together since we were married.

So that’s where I am right now. Three days into a 19 day stretch with no days off from work (since this weekend is drill weekend) and loving being back in the working world and making money to get this family out of all debt. I have come to HATE debt of all kinds, though I can see the need for mortgages and SHORT car loans (I will never have more than a 3 year car loan again and want to get to the point of being able to pay outright for a car).

Military Spouse Appreciation Day- You Might Be a MilSpouse If…

A part of you has grown in me.
And so you see, it’s you and me
Together forever and never apart,
Maybe in distance, but never in heart.

Today is Military Spouse Appreciation Day. It’s a day to appreciate the sacrifices the spouses endure as they support their loved ones in the military.

Back in February, I asked my MilSpouse Friday Fill-In participants to finish the following sentence: “You Might be a MilSpouse If…”  And you sure did. In fact, I had exactly 101 responses (though some blogs are now non-existent so I can’t use them all) and I was absolutely thrilled with that.  Some of the responses were so similar that I have put the best (written) of them down but credited all who basically said the same thing.

I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I did.

You Might Be a MilSpouse If…

  1. “… you go weeks without hearing from, talking to or seeing your spouse and only start to worry when it starts hitting the two month mark.”  submitted by Wife of a Sailor
  2. “… you have a better support network online while your spouse is deployed than you do with your own family.” submitted by Wife of a Sailor
  3. “…you live life expecting the unexpected!” submitted by T, C and E
  4. “…you refer to your friends as “my civilian friend so & so” or “my military friend so & so” during conversations. This can confuse civilians when you live in a non-military community.” submitted by Married/Single Parent
  5. “…majority of your laundry consists of camo, tan shirts, and green socks. (It seems like a never ending supply.)” submitted by Oh, How Delightful!
  6. “…you can pack and unpack a house within a couple of days.  Like a pro!” submitted by Air Force. Wife. Life. 
  7. “…you use a military id, but the bank teller wants a “real” id (especially when you have a special military bank account)” submitted by I Married Into the Army
  8. “…there are more challenge coins laying around your home than nickels, dimes, etc.” submitted by I Married Into the Army
  9. “…your husband pulls out the pro mask anytime you’re sick.”  submitted by I Married Into the Army
  10. “…you’re tempted to dye your pet’s hair green (or blue in the future to match the Class A’s).” submitted by I Married Into the Army
  11. “…you know to shine the Class A shoes w/Windex.” submitted by I Married Into the Army
  12. “… you know you can never make plans ahead of time, because the Army always finds ways to change them.” submitted by It’s My Party and I’ll Cry If I Want To
  13. “… getting a power of attorney is a regular occurrence for you.” submitted by The Squid’s Accomplice
  14. “… if your kids are all born in different states.” submitted by The Squid’s Accomplice
  15. “… if you get a little embarrassed when your kids call anyone in a uniform “daddy”, particularly in an exchange or commissary.” submitted by The Squid’s Accomplice and  Our Crazy Life
  16. “… you still find colorful little moving tags on various pieces of furniture even though it’s been two years since you PCSed. Bonus points if there are multiple tags stuck atop one another.” submitted by To The Nth
  17. “… you don’t panic when the GYN walks into the room wearing ACUs.” submitted by Our Crazy Life
  18. “… you don’t flinch when a man with a gun asks for your ID at the grocery store!” submitted by  Our Crazy Life
  19. “… your 8yo son tells you how the mall ‘downtown’ is not a secure location.” submitted by  Our Crazy Life
  20. “… you know that a month long separation is short, no matter what anyone says.” submitted by Ramblings of a Military Wife
  21. “… you own at least one “I Love My Soldier” t-shirt, bumper sticker, purse or anything camouflaged!” submitted by Honey Bunches of “Oaks”
  22. “… you get bored after living in one place more than a year.” submitted by Adventures of M-Squared
  23. “… you use so many acronyms when talking about your day that those outside of the military community have no idea what you are saying.” submitted by My Life as His (Air Force) Wife and Army Soldier, Army Wife
  24. “… you might be a MilSpouse if you read all of the homecoming banners and smile over each one, all the while thinking “What will my banner say?” submitted by Young But Not Completely Dumb
  25. “… you take your computer to bed each night with hopes that you might catch your husband online should he get on SKYPE, Facebook, messenger, etc.” submitted by A Florida Girl and Her Soldier
  26. “…you can unpack an entire house in less than a week….or your garage still has unopened boxes and you moved in over a year ago!” submitted by Always Moving Forward
  27. “… you accidentally start to put down your spouse’s SSN when filling out documents about yourself.” submitted by Every Branch
  28. “… you save voicemails from your spouse, so you can hear his/her voice any time you think of them.” submitted by Smurfolfauge Cafe
  29. “… your hubby is on deployment and you wake up in the middle of the night and you check your email…more than once before you fall back asleep.” submitted by The Thrifty Military Wife
  30. “… your civilian friends think you’re crazy when you say “Oh, he’s only going to be gone six months this time, that’s not so bad.” submitted by Life on Planet Caddick
  31. “… you were once the shyest person on the earth and then you married your military member and now it is life or death to be outgoing! (well not really death, but you would be really lonely).” submitted by Anchor’s Away
  32. “… you have 2 anniversaries: the Justice of the Peace anniversary and your “wedding” anniversary.” submitted by The Diary of a Mrs.
  33. “… you spend Christmas, New Years, Valentine’s Day, Your Birthday and other big holidays away…all in the first year of marriage.” submitted by The Diary of a Mrs.
  34. “… you ALWAYS buy insurance when traveling because plans change.”  submitted by The Diary of a Mrs.
  35. “… you long for the stench of their gear…it might be nasty but it means they’re home.” submitted by three krakens & a momma
  36. “… if you spend more time away from your guy than with him.” submitted by Flying High With My Flyboy and Life and Times of a Displaced Jersey Girl
  37. “… you answer your husband’s texts with “Roger” submitted by Army of Two
  38. “… you can never plan too far in advance and you never really know where you will spend Christmas until it gets a lot closer to December.”  submitted by Julie the Army Wife
  39. “… you had to buy a body pillow to make it through a night alone in your bed during a deployment!” submitted by Simply Sunshine and Daisies
  40. “… you never know what’s going on when because one day you are about to face a deployment, the next week there’s no longer a deployment.” submitted by Mrs. CNB
  41. “… you automatically pull out your ID to get to where you live and it doesn’t faze you when there are guys guarding the gate with rifles.” submitted by Our Okinawa Life
  42. “… you have three jobs on your resume for the past two years.” submitted by Stay At Home Mom and Marine Wife
  43. “… you ALWAYS have a current Power of Attorney on hand.” submitted by A Marine & All His Girls
  44. “… you know your spouse’s social security number better than your own.  (I am constantly confusing the two these days.)” submitted by L to the Third
  45. “… when you hear a civilian gal whining about her husband being gone on a business trip for a few days and babbling on about how she misses him so terribly even though he texts her throughout the day and calls her every night, your eyes get kinda squinty and you look away and keep your mouth shut because your mama told you that if you can’t say something nice, don’t say it.  But you’re really thinking to yourself, “ARE YOU EFFING KIDDING ME?!?!?!” submitted by the C.W
  46. “… if you’re a single parent, but married. I joke with my friends that I’m a single mom for next few weeks/months when my husband leaves for training.” submitted by Army Wife and Mom
  47. “… you speak in acronyms and understand them!” submitted by Tiara’s & ACU’s  and Just a Girl
  48. “… you never know where you’ll be next year.” submitted by Pattie the Chaplain’s Wife
  49. “… your husband has more boots than you have shoes.” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  50. “… you have a love/hate relationship with Murphy.” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  51. “… you refer to everyone not carrying a military ID card as a civilian.” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  52. “… you know all the last names of who your husband works with, but rarely their first names or gender.” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  53.  “… you use a POA…whether your husband is deployed or standing in the next room.” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  54. “… you love the military…no, you hate it….wait, you love it….damn you military!…military, you complete me…Ef you military and the tank you rolled in on…you think the military rocks…the military can suck it… ” submitted by A{muse}ing Mommy on a Pink Park Bench
  55. “… you routinely ask for a military discount because you don’t want to give California more money than it deserves.” submitted by Wookie & Co.
  56. “… you see all those “Support The Troops” causes on Facebook and laugh to yourself because you support them to the fullest extent by supporting your own spouse (in more than one way) and their whole crew.” submitted by A little of this, A little of that
  57. “… you & your husband do repeatbacks.  “Honey, would you take out the trash?” “Taking out the trash, aye.”  submitted by NH Girl Displaced
  58. “… you have been married longer then you have been physically together!” submitted by The Peacock Tale
  59. “… you move to a foreign country to have your family together only to find out 2 weeks after you get there your husband has to leave for the field for over a month.  Learning new traditions, the language, the location, the do’s and don’ts by yourself in order to inform him when he gets back.” submitted by Painting My Canvas
  60. “… you trip over miscellaneous uniform items in the morning while making your half-asleep trudge to the bathroom.” submitted by Maine-ly Taryn
  61. “… your toddler knows the word “commissary.” submitted by Live it. Love it (or not). Write about it.
  62. “… you celebrate holidays based on duty schedules.” Live it. Love it (or not). Write about it.
  63. “… you have 20 different sized curtains to fit all the different windows of the houses you have lived in.” submitted by Perfectly Imperfect
  64. “… your husband talks in acronyms and you understand him completely.” submitted by I&J
  65. “… there are at least 30 different states and 15 different countries represented in your list of Facebook friends.” submitted by Marrying the Navy
  66. “… you refer to your friends’ husbands by their call signs… cuz you probably can’t remember their real names anyway.” submitted by Marrying the Navy
  67. “… you plan your life around an upcoming move, only to find out that your orders have changed and you are moving somewhere totally different at a different time of year. And of course, you take all of this in stride, because that’s what the military life is all about.” submitted by Little Moments Like This
  68. “…  you start thinking of how you’ll deal with life events without your husband there.” submitted by Eights on the Move
  69. “… you know what a POA, TDY or PCS is…or if you can use numerous other acronyms in everyday life correctly.” submitted by Many Waters
  70. “… you go weeks, sometimes months without seeing or talking to your husband.” submitted by Not Just an Army Wife
  71. “… if TMO has ever packed your trash can for a PCS with the trash still in it! … True story… happened to us when we moved from Oklahoma to Georgia… my god did our apartment stink for about 3 days before we figured out which box had the trash still in it! GROSS!” submitted by Just a Geek Named Jess
  72. “… if you do your husband’s laundry after he has come home from an exercise and your washer is filled with little yellow or orange ear plugs.” submitted by Just a Geek Named Jess
  73. “… if you’ve ever shouted “Fly By” or “Low Pass” into the phone at someone 2 seconds before a jet roar’s past you over head.” submitted by Just a Geek Named Jess
  74. “… you’ve ever gone to the commissary and seen a woman breast feeding while shopping.” submitted by Adventures in Life
  75. “… you don’t own any blue pens.  Because you are very aware that you can only use black pens when filling out ANYTHING for the military!” submitted by Creative, Crazy and Camouflage
  76. “… when your car or sink break and you simply grab the tools and fix it. No men required.” submitted by Trust. Love. Believe. Bake.
  77. “… your military husband or wife says there’s a rumor of an upcoming deployment, and you don’t toss it up as “it’s just a rumor,” you take it seriously and start planning ahead. You don’t mess with deployments, and taking a rumor lightly doesn’t happen too often.” submitted by Between the Lines
  78. “… you constantly have to explain to employers why you have had so many jobs at 25 and why you have a random area code.” submitted by my-inspired-nest
  79. “… come holiday time and your spouse is deployed, although you miss them, you don’t miss a beat because you’re so use to them missing the holidays.” submitted by Life as Mrs. JPT
  80. “… his gear starts to take over your house!” submitted by Chances I’m Taking 
  81. “… you are an independent dependent.” submitted by Destination: RN!
  82. “… you have an expired Texas license, with a Florida address, and you live in North Dakota.” submitted by Married My Airman
  83. “… you automatically use phrases like “Good to go”, end phone calls with “Out” instead of goodbye, and start calling your time off from work “leave” instead of PTO or day off.” submitted by Standing By Him
  84. “… you celebrate holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, etc months after they actually occurred.” submitted by Sarah Ruth Today
  85. “… when your spouse calls and tells you that they have news, your first instinct is to ask how long this deployment/exercise will be.” submitted by The Pavlik Perspective
  86. “… when telling a (non-military) story to some colleagues, you got weird looks for saying “he discharged his weapon” rather than “he shot his gun.” submitted by Christine’s Little Blog
  87. “… you can give directions to the commissary in three states or more, a career MilSpouse if it’s six or more!” submitted by When Good People Get Together
  88. “… your driver’s license is shoved in the back sleeve of your wallet because your military ID now has priority.” submitted by Cows and Combat Boots
  89. “… you answer your phone for any unknown number at all hours of the night or early in the morning because your husband is calling you.” submitted by Living, Learning, Loving as a Marine Corps Wife
  90. “… you wake up converting time to the Middle East.” submitted by Keep Calm and Soldier On
  91. “… you have a minor panic attack when you miss your hubby’s call . . . and then you suddenly realize that it’s actually okay . . . because he is home!” submitted by Scrubs, ACUs and One Crazy Ride
  92. “… you’re talking to one of your best friends, who’s coming to visit you in a month, and you keep telling her: “Remember to bring your driving license. You can’t even see my house without your ID – they’ll ask for it at the gate.”  submitted by Free Borboleta
  93. “… if you and your husband get into a vehicle one hour after your wedding, and drive for 6 hours because he has to be back at the barracks by 5am to check in and get orders changed that include his new wife.” submitted by Diapers, Dogs and Deployments
  94. “… a temporary long distance relationship is no biggie.” submitted by Raising Roscoe
  95. “… hearing noises from the gunneries and artillery at home don’t faze you anymore.” submitted by Life is a {Beautiful} Mess
  96. “… you know more about your twitter/blogger friends than your IRL ones.” submitted by Modern Meets Traditional
  97. “… you sleep with your phone AND computer by your bed!!” submitted by Randomly Robyn
  98. “… you have nieces or nephews you have never met, except on Skype.” submitted by The Evolution of Peacocks
  99. “… after a deployment any time your spouse has to be away you think “oh it’s not that bad, can’t be worse than a deployment.” submitted by Pink Champagne, Gatorade and MREs
  100. “… you’ve heard mortar rounds going off on in the background of a phone call during a deployment and that was considered “normal.” submitted by Tegan’s Musings
  101. “… you actually know your spouse’s SSN by heart and have every power of attorney there is!” submitted by From Army Brat to Navy Wife
  102. “… you are married to your computer. (It’s the first thing you visit when you wake up in the mornings, it’s the first place you go when you walk in the door, it’s the last place you are at nights, and last but not least, you even make dates with it.)” submitted by The 4M Project
  103. “… your children respond to your command to come here with, “stand by one mom”. and I’m totally serious when i say that this occurs in our home with my 4 year old!” submitted by Cammo Style Love
  104. “… you are married not only to your spouse but also phone, computer and any other communication device you can think about, you can cook mac ‘n cheese as well as change oil or tires in your car, and you do not stress over small stuff – such as changing plans.” submitted by Nina Grennon
  105. “… 2 weeks after your love goes back to war, you finally get around to washing the towel he last used and left hanging in the bathroom.” submitted by for ever & for always, no matter what
  106. “… your spouse comes home and says they are going TDY for 3 weeks and you say, “ONLY 3 weeks?” submitted by The Albrecht Squad
  107. “… you can catch flaws on your spouse’s uniform better than they can.” submitted by Combat Boots & Pointe Shoes
  108. “… you use acronyms that are longer than the words they abbreviated.” submitted by Megan Dub-Yuh
  109. “… you might be a MilSpouse if: you only write in pencil because EVERYTHING is subject to change. ” submitted by Our First Deployment– ALD & ARP
  110. “… you tear up when you hear “Proud to Be An American,” even though you’ve heard it 50 times by now.” submitted by Our First Deployment– ALD & ARP
So which ones did you laugh at, nod your head to or relate to the most?