Tuesday, March 6, 2012

One Day More.

One Day More by Les Miserables on Grooveshark

This song is strangely in my head today as I think about the fact that my husband is graduating from his officer training tomorrow. The subject of the song may have nothing to do with this fact, but the excitement and emotion behind it is definitely what we have been feeling lately in knowing that these exhausting and annoying six months are over tomorrow. I may be being slightly dramatic, but not really. It really has been a long six months.

And I need to give a public shout out on the interweb to say how proud of my husband I am. There is no way in hell that I would have survived what he has been doing the last six months. From sleep deprivation, extreme temperatures, sleeping in a hole, to having to dig your own potty in the woods. I might have lasted for a day. And that's only the physical stuff. Then there's the emotional side where you are criticized by your peers for not joining in with the cliques and for maintaining your integrity. I admire my husband for staying classy and turning the other cheek. I tend to err on the side of bitchiness  (pardon my language) when I know people are being two-faced to me. Props to Victor. 

Needless to say, tomorrow will be a day of celebrating. And also some shooting of machine guns. Apparently before the graduation ceremony, the families of the graduates will be taken out to the shooting ranges to shoot the huge guns that they use. It's not something that I usually participate in, so I'm pretty excited.  But the question is: what does one wear when they go shooting machine guns? I still want to look cute, you know. 

Anyway, things are looking pretty good around here. Congrats again, Victor. Love you mean it. 


  1. How about jeans and a t-shirt? haha. Congrats to Victor!

  2. Congrats!! That's a big accomplishment for both, because I'm sure he couldn't have done it without your support. Or he could've, but it's not just the same you know?
    You need to celebrate majorly this weekend. :)
    I'll be singing praises when Alex graduates in December too..