I don’t usually participate in blog meme’s but I thought this one from Wife of Sailor would be fun. I usually don’t post a whole lot about being a miltary spouse, but this is a neat bonding agent :). MilSpouse to MilSpouse.
So, here goes…week #1.
1. How did you and your spouse/significant other meet?
Well, the simplest answer would be online. The funniest answer is, I was a bet…LOL! Bryan found my yahoo profile online and thought I was interesting (unknown to me, he had bet the “guys” that he could get a girlfriend for New Year’s or something like that). He emailed me the beginning of December 1998 and while I was dating someone else at the time, we started chatting. We discovered that we lived and worked less than a mile from each other. Fast forward to January 5, 1999. I broke up with the other guy and Bryan got up the nerve to ask me out. As you can say, they rest is history. He left for basic April 27, 1999, he proposed during graduation weekend July 4, 1999 and we married July 31, 1999 while he was in tech school. Many gave us 6 months and here we are 11 years later.
2. What is the best thing about being a MilSpouse?
Pride. While I may not serve directly, I know that by my participation, others enjoy freedom. It also takes a special kind to “make it” as a military spouse and I am going on 11 years strong.
3. What is the hardest thing about being a MilSpouse?
The separations. While I have it a lot easier than some, being an Air Force wife, the separations still suck the same. I always though I preferred being alone but I know differently now. I am very thankful though that we live in the age that we do with cell phones, skype and email. I truly feel for those spouses that came before us.
4. What is your favorite dish?
Hmm…real dish or dessert dish? Spinach enchiladas would definitely be high on my list for real food. Along with real, cooked with lard refried beans. As for dessert, give me ice cream…pretty much any flavor will do. I am a self confessed ice cream addict.
5. If you could change one thing in this world, what would it be?
I am going to go with a silly answer here. I wish ice cream didn’t taste so darn good, so my scale would go down instead of up.