Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Symphony of Flight, part 1

I tried to blog something like this last night, but our computer is overloaded and tired, so it crashed on me. So, here we go again.

We had a great time at the big airport shindig. The Dallas and Fort Worth Symphony Orchestras played together and it was really good. We had some good food, free beer and were able to rub shoulders with the important people. Strangely enough, they were all REALLY nice. We met the conductor for the Fort Worth Symphony and I was able to introduce Army of Dad to the terminal's architect and one of the artists from the art program.

Entertainment was great. Cirque performers were around and were lots of fun. I'll blog more later. I have three stories due by Thursday, a press release for work that needed to be written last week and I have a funeral today as well as some training on doing the lingerie parties tonight. So, no rest for the wicked.

Below is Army of Dad and I at the gala with a pic taken by Uzz, who was working the event. I was feeling very Stevie Nicks-ish with the shawl. I kept wanting to spin with my arms open wide covered by the shawl. I finally gave in to the urge in the parking garage singing "Stand back, stand back. In the middle of my room, I did not hear from you ... " Army of Dad is too young to get it. All he could tell me was that Stevie Nicks was in Fleetwood Mac. He wasn't familiar with the VERY funny move that I made. *shaking my head* I did feel very on top of fashion with the shawl, though. Many of the women there were sporting them in various fashions.

Here we are with one of the Cirque performers.

I'll blog more about it later this week. But, here is a little bit of it. I'm tired today.


  • At 9:18 AM, June 14, 2005, Blogger Gadfly said…


    Woo wooo!

  • At 11:15 AM, June 14, 2005, Blogger Rachelle Jones said…

    Gorgeous!! Ahusband that does not get a Stevie Nicks reference, WOW. How old is he ?

  • At 1:00 PM, June 14, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I just turned 29. She is lucky I knew who she was talking about.

  • At 2:17 PM, June 14, 2005, Blogger Uzz said…

    Have you'll not seen the movie School of Rock? There is a scene where Jack Black goes to the juke box and puts on "Seventeen" and starts twirling around like Stevie may be the funniest thing I have ever seen him do and that's saying something! Mini-Uzz (aka Pickle) does a great imitation of the scene!

  • At 3:25 PM, June 14, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Sorry Uzz, I haven't seen it.

  • At 7:00 PM, June 14, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    What a great looking couple.
    And your shawl is the height of fashion right now.
    DoF and I went to a wedding last week and I was just about the only lady there Without a shawl. Hot flashes overshadow style.

    Today I had to explain to someone the importance of physicist Richard Feynman and why the post office has a commemorative stamp for him.
    She's my age, so it could be all about the frame of reference.

  • At 7:32 PM, June 14, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Woah! I've stumbled into a high-class blog by mistake. I thought this was a place we could make fart jokes and stuff. I now see I was mistaken. I'll behave myself now.

  • At 10:00 AM, June 15, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Where to start? Ah, yes.

    Doug, we can still talk about draining incision wounds, blood-filled drain grenades and occasionally my bouts with intestinal issues, too. So, your fart jokes are safe here. Rest Assured.

    Mrs. DoF - thanks for the compliment. Was nice to dress up for a change. I felt very fashionalbe in my shawl. I haven't felt fashionable in years! Motherhood does that to most of us, I think. And, forgive me, what is this physicist's name doesn't ring a bell with me and I haven't googled him yet. Help.

    Alli and Uzz - going to try to see School of Rock if Uzz shares his DVD with me. I don't have to rent, I borrow from him.

    Army of Dad is ONLY BARELY 29. Such a baby. Woo hoo! And, Army Wife, thanks for the compliment.


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