Happy November and Friday Fill-In #20!

It's Friday's Milspouse Fill-In Fun and I'm ready for it.  So bring it, bitches.  I'm here.  And I may or may not be filling this out Thursday night while watching Outsourced.  This shit is awesome.  I wish I worked in an Indian call center for American products next to Manmeet.  TWSS.


1.)  What is the nicest thing a MILSPOUSE has ever done for you?
Well besides reading my awesomely self-centered blog about our retarded fun in the Navy and Southern California, umm....errrr....I don't really have a lot of in-real-life association with Navy wives.  We only just got out here, and there was no interaction with any in Norfolk, and I've only been to one Wives Group...so sadly there's not much to report.


Man, I feel lame in real life.  But via the blogosphere, the milspouses are lovely.  I've been offered a running partner in a San Diego race (thanks Photina), and obvious good times in D.C. (thanks McD), and more barrels of laughs than I thought possible via blogging.


2.)  How often do you drive faster than the speed limit?
It's usually about 7 over.  So in Oregon the freeway speed limit is 65; I usually run at 72.  Down in SoCal where it's 70, I run around 75 or 80.  It depends on what the other traffic is mobbin' at.  Because you know it's a safety hazard to go too slow. ;)


3.)  Did you have a nickname in school?  If so, what was it?
High School: Big Red.  Real freakin' original.  College:  Mrs. Wookie


4.)  If your life was a book, what would the title be and how would it end?
Title: What the Fuck?  The tale of life, a splash of tonic, and a lemon wedge.
It ends...when it does.  Who am I to tell my tale before the screen play has been entirely written.  But it's a good life.  And I wouldn't trade it for the world.


5.)  Look back to September 14th...what did you do that day?
I was kickin' it in Hometown, Oregon, chillin' with my family, eating loads of homemade food, and was trying to have conversations with Mr. Wookie while he enjoyed time on the boat like a flashback to the freshman dorm at Oregon State.  Rock on.