It's a slow weekend, so I'll post another picture from my sojourn last year. This time, the scene is a casual Friday evening, on the back porch of our tent. I'm on the left, my friend Todd, a corporal, is on my left, and Joel, a gunnery sergeant, is on the right. (I'd use their last names but I don't have their permission. They probably wouldn't care, but still.)
Woah, pasty white legs there.
That's what happens when you have to wear a full uniform in the sun every day.
Oh, don't listen to Jayson. I was just thinking they were pretty NICE legs. And I'm the OLD mama. Who knows what the younguns'd think?
My nephew is in Baghdad right now and my sister says that this is the latest joke he told her. When people discuss the capture of Saddam and how long it took, the army says that at least they found him faster than Hillary Clinton found the Rose Law Office billing records.
Thanks, old mama.
Jane, as I recall, Hillary never found those records. They were "found" by someone else in the White House by accident. Amazing how these things happen.