Archive for the ‘Yellow Ribbon’ Category

Silence

February 28, 2008

The silence if defining!  Communications was cut off this week.  They are moving.  We hope that move is home, but we won’t know until his boots hit the ground in the good old United States of America. 

Please pray for his wife, me and my family!    Your prayers are needed.

The silence is defining!

God Bless!

Waiting

February 20, 2008

A Soldier’s Poem

We think Dwayne will be coming home soon.  It has been almost a year since I last saw him.  Sure do miss him.  Prayfully, he will be home in May.

Tribute to Wesley Riggs

January 20, 2008

Guaranteed you will Laugh Out Loud

January 19, 2008

The way I keep myself going until my son comes home (approximately 2 months now, prayfully, you never know in the military) is humor.

 One of my Red Hat Society friends sent me this and I haven’t laughed this much in a really long time!  Read on:

 Taser Classic…don’ t tell me you can read this without laughing… I laughed till I cried!!! ( Only a guy would do this!)

A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this:

Last weekend at Larry’s Pistol & Pawn Shop I was looking for a little something extra for my wife, Toni. What I came across was a 100,000-volt pocket/purse- sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on an assailant. The idea is to allow my wife — who would never consider a gun –adequate time to retreat to safety. WAY TOO COOL!!

Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded in two triple-a batteries and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. But then I read (yes, ‘read’) that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I’d get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs and I’d know it was working.. Awe some!!! (Actually, I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave). Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn’t be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right?!!

There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh and blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it.. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong??

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and taser in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.

So, I’m sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as if to say, ‘don’t do it,’ reasoning that a one-second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn’t hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION @!@$$!%!@*!! I’m pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, and body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again..

I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs.

You should know, if you ever feel compelled to ‘mug’ yourself with a taser, that there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap yourself. You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. SON-OF-A-… that hurt like heck!!!

A minute or so later (I can’t be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected what little wits I had left, sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they up get there??? My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I’m still looking for my testicles!! I’m offering a significant reward for their safe return.

Still in shock,
Earl

MySpaceTV Videos: Is This the Way to Amarillo by Stephen

January 19, 2008

British soldiers around a year ago doing a spoof on Is this the way to Amarillo. Even in the worst of places the Brits are a fabulous bunch of people!  If you ever feel down or lonely with your soldier gone, just watch this and know things will be OK!  I watch this video a lot, that’s why I wanted to share it with you!     OOH  RAH!!

from vids.myspace.com posted with vodpod

God Bless

January 13, 2008

God

Military Proud

November 15, 2007

reason you serve

Here is a picture of my granddaughter outside the City Hall in my town.  Elizabeth has her beloved puppy with her as she looks at the American Flag underneath the Yellow Ribbon on one of the Oaks.  One of the reasons our military serves.

The Mayor approved the Yellow Ribbons and they were hung on four Old Oak Trees in front.

I am so proud of our town!

Marine Corps Tradition in Veterans Day Tribute

November 13, 2007

kirk

From Ruthann

My nephew, SSGT Ryan R. Walker USMC is in Falusia Iraq since early August 2007…his 2nd time.  What makes it more difficult for him (for me as well) is his Dad, my brother, died suddenly in June 2007 age 60.  Ryan is a remarkable young man who thinks FIRST of his unit, then himself. Everything we send him, he takes very little and puts the rest in a SHARE BOX for his unit to help themselves. Pretty admirable for a 26 year old man. Ryan’s home base is Camp Lejeune, NC. I will pray for your son…I know you are praying for all our Military. I am PROUD to say I am not only a MARINE CORPS AUNT, but also, a MARINE CORPS MOM 1991-1997 Persian Gulf War era (my son Kirk age 34, is a veteran now ).  Love & Prayers,Ruthann

Shop at Sears!

November 11, 2007

This is true.  I checked it out a snopes.com

Sears - Christmas shopping has already started I know I needed this reminder since Sears isn’t always my first choice.   Amazing when you think of how long the war has lasted and they haven’t  withdrawn from their commitment. Could we each buy at least one thing at Sears this year?  How does Sears treat its employees who are called up for military duty?  By law, they are required to hold their jobs open and available, but nothing more. Usually, people take a big pay cut and lose benefits as a result of being called up.  Sears is voluntarily paying the difference in salaries and maintaining all benefits, including medical insurance and bonus programs, for all called up reservist employees for up to two years.  I submit that Sears is an exemplary corporate citizen and should be recognized for its contribution. I suggest we all shop at Sears, and be sure to find a manager to tell them why we are there so the company gets the positive reinforcement it well deserves.  Pass it on!

Received a Dropped Call From Dwayne

October 24, 2007

I am a member of some Military Mom Forums and read this would happen.  Dwayne called last night and about 2 minutes into the call, it was dropped.  He wasn’t able to call back.

But, Bobbie got to hear his voice.  So, all’s good!