Army of Mom

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


Tea at the duToit's

Of course, we were running late on Saturday afternoon. We were waiting for Stinkerbelle to wake up from her nap because we didn't want an unhappy toddler at a friend's home. No sirree. Then, we catch EVERY light between our hours and theirs. Oddly enough, Kim and Connie duToit only live about 30 to 40 minutes away from us. So, we arrive about a half-hour late. Thankfully, Army of Dad hasn't gone completely ape-shit because he HATES to be late. So, we arrive, chit chat a bit and then sit down to tea. It was quite nice. I have never really drank hot tea since I grew up here in Texas where everything is iced orange pekoe tea. Occasionally someone gets fancy and puts some peach, mint or raspberry in their tea. So, I had my first hot tea with milk. If you didn't know, Kim is from South Africa. So, we also had these fabulous little tea cookie-cracker things. Yummy. The Mrs. made tasty little sandwiches and some cakes the the children LOVED. It was quite nice. We talked about a variety of things from how AoD and I met to what happens when all the cycles of all the women in a household get synchronized to how nice boobs can be except when they are on your daughter. In that case, they should be covered up.

Hot Rod discovered a coffee table with money inside of it and asked Kim and Connie if he could see it. Connie was lovely with him and explained all of it to him. It consisted, essentially, of souvenirs from their world travels. There were all kinds of currency from Iraq to Germany and many others, too. Here is Connie explaining the money to Hot Rod while Kim and AoD fondle Kim's wide variety of ammo. He apparently collects a variety of interesting cartridges for comparison purposes. AoD was enjoying handling all of them.

Connie and Kim were WAY patient with my kids in ways I am not. Hot Rod even spilled a 7-Up on the money and they didn't freak. I did.

Stinkerbelle and Hot Rod enjoyed making music. Here's the I Did It move. She looks like she may have the long fingers for the piano. Hmm.

Here is the testosterone-filled shot. Look at the lusty way AoD is looking at that cartridge.
We wound up staying till about 7:30 or later. We got there about 4:30. We knew it was time to go when Stinkerbelle came up to me and said "Mama, I ti-uhed." She crawled up in my lap and then she was getting really crabby when we didn't leave immediately.

All in all, it was very nice. They're good folks. I'm sure AoD will have somethings to add in the comments that I left out.

AoM addendum: Here is Kim's post about the 25-06 AoD brought him (it actually came from a gun AoD's grandfather gave him.)


  • At 9:38 PM, August 22, 2005, Blogger Rachelle Jones said…

    so glad you had a nice tea and small snawiches...she seems like a class act, at my place, you get corn on a stick

  • At 12:13 AM, August 23, 2005, Blogger cashin said…

    AoD always seems intimidating in a lot of his pictures...especially when he's holding ammunition/firearms. I can't help but ask what the conversation is about those particular bullets?

    My ammo convos always boiled down to...

    Pass me another box :|

  • At 6:55 AM, August 23, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    AoD intimidates the hell out of a lot of people. My plastic surgeon was scared of him, too. After the doc tortured me pulling out the embedded staple, I told the doctor I didn't like him any more. He said he wasn't worried about me liking him, he was worried about AoD. He said it with a smile on his face, but I think he was serious.

  • At 10:50 AM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    We were just comparing and contrasting the differnt cartridges. Really neat when you have a bunch right there.

  • At 1:43 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    How many years did you do (sorry, very new to y'all's site)? I did 9 in the Army.

    BTW, while I like the 20s, I'm a 30 caliber guy. Every time I went to qualify or work a range, I though of it as plinking. My 300 Win. Super Mag is heaven though.

  • At 1:49 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Just four years, 94-98.

    I go back and forth, I really cherish my .25-06 since it is an heirloom gun and it is still a really nice shooter. I would love to take a small to meduim hog with it or any deer of course. That said I do have an AK clone in 7.62x39 and I like it as well.

  • At 1:52 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hmm. 94 is when I joined also. I got out in 2003. Did a year in school and decided I needed to find a real job.

    Now I work for the Marine Corps as a DoD civilian. Talk about a change. I'm still adjusting.

    What was your MOS?

  • At 2:05 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    71D Legal Specialist

  • At 2:08 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    46Q Public Affairs Specialist, myself.

  • At 4:30 PM, August 23, 2005, Blogger Gadfly said…

    But, do you know where your DD214 is?

  • At 5:35 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    It's funny you mention that. When I was applying for federal service, they require a copy of the "Member 4 copy" of your DD214. I figured this was no problem as I made copious amounts of Xeroxes anticipating having to use them.

    Well, I made lots of copies -- but not of Member 4. I spent two days of panic until I found that my VA councilor at college had a copy. Man, I was sweating.

    So, yes, I know where my DD214 is.

  • At 7:16 PM, August 23, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I think I know where my member 4 copy is...damn it I feel compeled to go look now.

  • At 9:51 AM, August 24, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I hope you found it all right.

  • At 11:10 AM, August 26, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    *shaking my head*

    My comments always find a way of veering off toward the weird ... how did this get to military discharge papers, etc.?

  • At 2:48 PM, August 26, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    It was Cullen's fault!


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