Dear Folks-on-the-Street-Behind-Us-Who-Leave-Your-8-Week-Old-Pup-Out-in-Your-Front-Yard-With-No-Leash, the next time that little, precious, teddy-bear-faced, baby boy pup starts to follow Mr. HB and myself home on one of our walks, I'm letting him come with us!!! I can't even imagine what has possessed you to consistently leave him outside, alone, with no supervision when A) there is a nasty looking stray dog/half-coyote that thinks the cul-de-sac at the end of your street is totally his dominion, and B) we've previously knocked on your door to let you know your pup was trying to follow us home. Please people, don't get pets if you don't want the responsibility!! (Ugh, getting off my soap box...)
Dear PFC Johnson, I know your days are long right now, and even when you're getting home at 8:30pm, you are bringing work home with you. (I'm currently sitting in bed typing today's blog while listening to you mumble measurements to yourself while putting together your dress uni for so-called "death pictures" tomorrow. (Ain't Army life grand folks?!)) But, nevertheless, you still took 10 minutes this evening, in the middle of all your responsibilities, to just hang out with me, to make me giggle, and cuddle me, and introduce me to a new silly game on your iPhone. It's these moments that make you an amazing husband and best friend, and I can't thank you enough for them!
Dear MonkeyHubby, Every time I see the above picture of you in your child's monkey-head towel I smile, and I smile big. I think I will definitely be printing this one out and tucking it in my Bible to have during basic. Nothing can compare with a picture that makes your heart smile!
Do you have a favorite picture of your spouse/significant other?! What were they up to?
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