Date Night Friday

Today was a girls Date Day. I love those and I love the girls I hang out with. We're all Army wives and we are all so proud of our soldiers. We're wives and moms and even though we're all so very different in some ways, we're very much alike in the ways that count. {{Group Hug!}}

I did not pick this movie. When I saw the previews on tv, I told Thomas there was no way I was going to see this movie. Why on earth would I pay money to see a movie I've lived - three times at that! That's right, three times. Thomas has deployed three times to Iraq (OIF I, OIF III, and OIF IV) and that would be for eight months, twelve months and fifteen months each, or 35 months total, which equals 1,065 days and sleepless nights. Away from me. In harm's way. At war. So no, I didn't want to hear about a love story between a soldier and a girl, through letters back and forth. I've lived it, thank you very much.

But Kindra picked the movie. She's sweet and gorgeous and we're going to forgive her, because it's the Christian thing to do and we love her. But this movie really bit it!!!!

I was totally sucked in because I'm a hopeless romantic. I want them to just ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. Is that too much to freakin' ask for Hollywood??? Seriously, is it??? So they fall in love. And he deploys. And they send beautiful letters back and forth. Hand me the tissues already. Because I'm sucked in and I'm crying. And I mostly don't even care that Kindra, Michelle and Rachel are all laughing at me. I'm in. And then the letters stop coming. And we see that utterly, totally hot-assed soldier hurting. Alot. But he keeps the faith. And holds on. And waits. And waits. And then it happens.

THAT FREAKIN' BUG-EYED, HATEFUL BITCH SENDS HIM A DEAR JOHN LETTER!!!!

What was intuitively obvious to just about everyone but me, happened. I really and truly did not see it coming. At all. At first I just gasped, because seriously, I didn't see it coming. For real. So I did the only possible thing I could do. I actually said out loud, "That hateful bitch!!!". Did I mention I said it outloud?? Yeah. Oh well. And yes, the girls laughed at me.

That dirty, rotten, no good, bug-eyed bitch dumped her soldier while he was at war!!!!! Now if anything deserves capital punishment, that does. And guess what? He gets shot, twice, on his next mission. And I cried. Because he was already wounded before he was ever shot.

I was ready to go home about then, because I really didn't want to see any more. But it got more sad, and then more sad, and then sadder still. And I don't want to EVER see another movie that bug-eyed bitch is ever in again. Ever!! Never, ever, ever!!!!!!

I'm really glad we had lunch first (which was delish by the way!!), because I wouldn't have had an appetite afterwards. Yes, I really do know it's a movie. But you know what? I've seen it happen in real life. And it's real. And it's really sad. And regardless of what problems you might be having in your relationship, you DO NOT DITCH your soldier when he's out there fighting a war for his country!!!!! Isn't that right, Lisa??

You see Lisa was the bug-eyed, hateful bitch in real life (even though she didn't really have bug eyes, she was however a hateful bitch), that I slapped so hard across the face that my bruised hand throbbed for a week. She was cheating on her husband while he was deployed and was bragging about the vicious "Dear John" letter she had sent him. I'm really not a violent person. But knowing the cruelty she had done, it just overtook me. She's not on my Christmas card list anymore either. Go figure.

Being a military wife isn't always fun. Many times are really tough, and not fun at all. It's hard to worry about your soldier, day after day, not knowing where he is, or what he's doing, or what hardships he's facing, or if he's ok. Day after day. The not knowing is always the hardest. But you do it, faithfully and honorably, because you are privileged enough to love and be loved by the most honorable of men. A man willing to fight to the death, for you. You do not strip him of his most protective armor, your love and support, because you selfishly decide you can't handle it any more. You might as well send him off to war without a weapon!! They have to know, to their core, that you are home, safe, and waiting for them. You have to be their rock. So they can do their job and complete their mission. That's just the way it is.

I will be the one picking out the movie next time. Oh yes, you can bet the farm on that one!!! And you can also bet the farm that my soldier will be supremely appreciated tonight too!!! Rachel close your eyes...and yes I'm talkin' about sex, lol!