The 2011 Military Spouse of the Year
The 2010 Military Spouse of the Year has been announced. And… it’s not me. It’s some chick named Lori Bell.
I know. I was shocked and disappointed, too. I really thought this was my year, but Military Spouse magazine had other ideas. Yes, this is a real publication and no, I do not write for it… yet (CALL ME).
I’m sure this Lori character is nice and all, but I want my tiara! It’s my special day!!
So it may be a little premature, but I am officially starting my campaign to become the 2011 Military Spouse of the Year. It’s about time I got some recognition for all my dedication and hard work. I probably can’t nominate myself (it would not demonstrate my “servant’s heart”), so I look to you, my fine word jockey friends.
Help me put together the best darn one-sentence nomination those judges have ever seen and show them why I am “equal parts grit and grace.” Bonus points if you mention my tot-baking abilities or if you Photoshop me doing something wholesome. Triple bonus points if you actually have a photo of me doing something wholesome.
You may submit responses in the comments. My favorite gets a mention in my acceptance speech and a bottle of R&R whiskey.
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The wholesome photo idea was a biiiig swing and a miss, but I do think I have a picture of you trying to eat strawberry flavored bubbles out of mid air lying around somewhere. If that isn’t a picture that redefines (read: inversely) grit and grace I don’t know what does.
I’m usually not a big internet commenter, but the offering of prize whiskey is a bit too tempting to pass up.
This photo you speak of… how much would it cost to make it disappear? Bubbles are wholesome, though, right? I’m sure the committee would agree.
Have you tried R&R yet? It comes in plastic bottles, costs less than Jim Beam and tastes like Crown, no joke. We shall see about that prize…
SO what’s in it for the husband of the spouse of the year? I’m listening…
Gillian, you are hysterical. In the words of you (circa 2001), I would like to shrink you and carry you around in my pocket. We can make that an apron pocket if that would make you feel more wholesome. And dainty.
Brian, I feel like you’ve already won.
Haha, Amy, thank you :) Love the idea of a tiny version of me hanging out daintily and wholesomely in your apron pocket. Let’s make it happen.
Okay, a little late, but I do recall a photo of you from the Santa Barbara trip wholesomely (is that a word?) holding a tray of tots…that is killing several birds with one photo.
Yes, Jules! Yes, that is so freaking wholesome. Gosh, I’m a good homemaker for you ladies.
That was a really good post!