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Monday, June 13, 2005
Muzik:
You're an officer's wife. I know a woman whose husband was promoted to the position of squadron commander and she was made to attend some sort of obedience training. What are your thoughts on this?
Buffi:
Well, contrary to popular belief, we officers' wives are a pretty disobedient bunch. So, when a husband is about to be put in charge of an entire squadron, the Air Force tends to feel the need to rein us in. Most of the commanders' wives I have know have been really great ladies. A few of them could have used some obedience training (getting drunk and demanding that the General buy you "another damn Long Island Iced Tea" is never good for your husbands's career), but they are the exception.
From what I understand, not being a commander's spouse, the commanders' spouses' course is to teach you how to deal with all of the issues that come up from the families of the troops. Also, it teaches all of the little diplomatic nuances that you might never know otherwise. Like maybe to never use the other squadron's colors to decorate for the OWC function your squadron is hosting. (who knew?!) But, we do from time to time, call it "obedience training." That is probably another one of those things that they advise against.
On a somewhat related side note, when my husband proposed to me, he hid the ring inside a copy of the Air force Wives' Handbook. Subtle, yeah, that's him!
Muzik:
I asked Megan how she found The Sound of Muzik and she said she discovered me on a blogroll. However, I know your story must be one of adventure and suspense, sohow did you happen to find my blog? Lie if necessary.
Buffi:
While backpacking thru the Amazon, I was bitten by a rare mosquito exclusive to the region. As I lay on the jungle floor, suffering from fever and delusions, it came to me in a vision www.muzikdude.com. Over and over again I would see it and hear it. It gave me a reason to live. Finally, a pygmy tribe rescued me and made me their queen. But for months, I kept repeating, "www.muzikdude.com, www.muzikdude.com."
My life was good there, all things considered, but I was glad when the rescue party finally located me. When I returned to civilization, I surprised everyone by asking for a laptop before food or water or even a phone call to my family. I was at last able to fulfill my quest. I saw it as an act of God. You saved my life, Muzikdude....and for that I will always be grateful.
That, or I saw you on a blogroll. You choose!
Muzik:
What are the most memorable moments in your life as a military spouse? Most dramatic? Funniest? Etc.
Buffi:
My first memorable moment came at my wedding. As we walked thru the saber arch, it is tradition for the last saber holder to whack the bride on the butt with his saber & say "Welcome to the Air Force, ma'am!" Well, he did, but as he brought the saber back up, it ripped the veil off of my head! This should have served as a warning.
Of course, deployments are always ripe for drama. Once year, we had to come back from our beach vacation early because the squadron was deploying two days later. We took Daddy to the squadron, had all of the family briefings, said our tearful goodbyes & went home. The guys sat in the jets on the runway for a few hours, only to be told that the deployment had been postponed. They left nine weeks later.
Perhaps the most dramatic was when my firstborn was about 6 week old. My husband called during naptime and said, "I can't talk for long, I just wanted you to know that I'm okay." Ummmm, yeah, that was soooooo comforting! Turns out that while flying that afternoon a HUGE bird had come thru the canopy, just missing my husband & shattering the facemask of his backseater. Lots of blood. But super-hubby got the jet back to the base & everyone was eventually okay. Several stitches in the backseater's face, but other than that he was fine. Nothing like adrenaline paired with post-partum hormones to get a girl worked up!
There have been many, many funny moments. The only ones I can think of right now tho are "You had to be there" sort of things. I could tell you those, but then I'd have to kill you!
Muzik:
You really seem to make the rounds on blogs but you don't have one yourself. Why is that? Are you a personal friend of Christine's? (Not that being a friend of Christine would prevent someone from blogging other than the discouragement of trying to be as good as her.)
Buffi:
Well, you pretty much hit the nail on the head. I am so intimidated by all of you wonderful writers that I am afraid that any blog I might have would be desperately dry and boring. There are only so many poop stories that can be told, you know!? I also don't think I would devote the time necessary to a blog. I keep myself very busy reading everybody else's blogs, how could I possibly fit writing into my hectic schedule? Christine keeps trying to get me to start one, so maybe after this move is over, I'll consider it.
Christine and I got to be friends thru her blog. After many, many comments and emails and IMs, we realized that we have a lot in common. Her kids are the same ages as my youngest two. So we bonded over potty training, post partum depression, sleepless nights and of course, our love of tea. Mostly, we are just so much alike that it seems that we were destined to be friends. She has been a very good friend over the last few weeks, listening to me vent over this move and being away from my husband since he moved ahead much like Bubblehead did. I don't know how I would have gotten thru this without her! We haven't yet met in person, but are working to remedy that situation.
Muzik:
Here's a random question to gain a bit of insight into the essence of you. Why (in your estimation) does the Alphabet Song, Ba Ba Blacksheep, and Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star all have the same melody?
Buffi:
Complete and total laziness on the part of Mother Goose. That old broad is quite the layabout. It's a little known fact. And, trust me I know lazy.
Thanks John, I had so much fun doing this!!
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