Postcards From No Rest For The Wearyville

Wednesday:Yes, I AM willing to drive for miles looking for a Michaels or Joann's, why do you ask?

Thursday: having a great time, wish you were here... well, maybe not for the horrific storm bit that spawned a tornado and totally threw the military ceremonies into chaos, but for the rest of it.

Ihop is currently our home away from home and I'm enjoying the toilet seat covers and classic rock on the radio!

I teared up when the AF briefing listed Son #1 as an Honor Graduate.
I frowned when the Airman's Run was cancelled for rain, worried when the storm rolled in, threatening to cancel the Coin Ceremony.

Note for the AF: If you place hundreds of excited parents in a BX during a storm, they will be talking too much to hear your drive-by announcement to "seek shelter immediately" and may mistake it for "Please move back to the Reception Center immediately", therefore arriving to a blackened room soaking wet to enjoy meeting a few more hundred family members holding their phones as flashlights.

Finally, we made it into a cafeteria that still had power and after acknowledging the accomplishments of the airman and applauding #1 for his Honors, I was taken back to the relief, joy and pride of his birth 22 years ago when he embraced me in the biggest hug I have ever received.





I then had the privilege of shopping with him for a ring...



K-girl got here just an hour before he had to report back to his dorm.

I hope my cankles go away before tomorrow!



Friday: Another 4am start since it's too hot to sleep. Why is our room so hot?

7.10 we started making our way to the parade grounds. K-girl and her dad make it to us at 8.30-I can relax again (no relaxing for Dad who I forced to wear his uniform).

9.00 the ceremony begins

and by 9.40, K-girl got to "tap out" (release him from standing at attention).

He got down on one knee and offered her the ring...

Lunch at Red Lobster (his favorite) was followed by a frantic tour of downtown San Antonio to find Command Seargent Major Don to marry them.


By 4 pm, I am the proud owner of a new daughter.

Quick stop by the Alamo, why not? We're here...

Seriously, why is our room so hot?

7:30 pm Raised the white flag, so now we've moved rooms to one that actually has air conditioning and look forward to some sleep... after we have Mexican food downtown.
I hope the massive blister on my foot goes away soon.

Having the best holiday ever, wish you were here!




I'd like to officially welcome K-girl to the blog, where all privacy goes out the window. Thank you for standing by J1 for all of these years. For holding his hand when his heart was broken, even though doing it was breaking yours. Thank you for being his friend when he was too blind to see that there was no one else who could lift him the way you do. Thank you for loving my son and for agreeing to marry into our crazy family. We love you!!