Kumquats and such

No, I'm not talking about Christmas, I'm referring to Jason's homecoming!! Yes, this is quite possibly the best Christmas gift a girl could hope for:) Taken the day before he left 225 days ago, we said goodbye to Jason at 2am. It wasn't a tearful goodbye as that's really not my thing, and I was worried about getting Reagan back home and into her crib before she decided to wake up for the day, but it was a sad one. One marked by thoughts of "How much will we miss him?" "Will he be safe?" "He's going to miss so many more 'firsts'!" But 7 months later, the day is upon us and we couldn't be happier. To those people like my MIL and Jason's grandmother who endured much tougher times (and my Army friends who endure 15-month tours), this probably seems like a cake walk. 7 months?! Try a year! Monthly phone calls? Daily emails? Try not talking to your husband for the duration of the deployment and only having good ol...

I belong to a Facebook group called Husbandless Pizza. It's a group created for those of us with deployed spouses. We try to meet twice a month, but every once in a while, a perfect opportunity presents itself for a get together. Last Sunday was one of those evenings. Great weather, pizza, beer, cupcakes and other husbandless friends! We headed out to Hospital Point (on base) and let the kiddos play on the jungle gyms and just enjoyed some good old fashioned fun. We almost declined the invite, and I'm so glad we decided to go. What a great way to spend a Sunday night! Some of my deploymates! Seriously, it was gorgeous out by the water!