Time flies. December drill was broken up by the wedding of a fellow JAG on Saturday (so my weekend warrior drilled Friday and Sunday), and MWW was a part of the saber guard. I had never seen him in dress uniform, so that was a nice perk to driving two hours with two children who had been having vomiting and diarrhea earlier in the week.
The children were invited to the wedding (the bride loves our children) and there were many children there. Thankfully, my husband and his nerd JAG buddies wanted to sit in the second to last pew, because, yes, that was MY Goldilocks who was singing The Itsy-Bitsy Spider during the vows, who said "AMEN!" loudly after everyone else causing the congregation to chuckle, who found my hairbrush in my purse and was trying to brush the hair of the people sitting in front of us. Yup. That's my girl. The same girl was running around like a crazed chicken at the reception. The house party was very nervous every time she approached the buffet tables at full speed. She also is tall enough now that if she reaches up on a table, she gets something. None of the finger foods were safe.
Baby Bear, on the other hand, was calm, cool, and collected. He didn't even cry as I left him at the table with the other wives to dash off after his vivacious sister.
Anyway, MWW spent the majority of the holiday break (since the day after Christmas) overseas visiting his best friend. He came home on Thursday night and went immediately to sleep. He woke up Friday morning, went to work, came home, packed, and went to drill.
We miss him.
But, aside from that, it's a weekend we don't have any plans--nowhere to be and nothing we have to do. I'm going to enjoy it while I can because I already know that this spring is going to fill up quickly.
I do have this vision of a clutter-free life--environmental clutter, body clutter, and financial clutter--for 2012. One room at a time, one pound at a time, one expenditure at a time. We'll see how it goes.
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