Meet the Parents

My phone has been blowing up for the past couple of weeks. Between wives and parents calling and texting me at all hours of the day and night wanting to know when the fuck these boys are coming home and me trying to tell everyone that I don't fucking know either, it's been fun. Not really. It's frustrating to want to help and not be able to, but I unfortunately do not have the rank required to make rear-d and the CoC give me a damned roster. It has, however, done one very important thing: angry and frantic wives and parents help me stay busy enough that I don't have time to remember how fucking pissed off I am at the Army, the CoC, rear-d and life in general.

So I've been going to every single homecoming that I can get to if there is an Angel on board that plane. I missed one and I feel like an ass, but four kids don't allow for the necessary flexibility to up and run on demand. Little shits fucking up my plans. . . Best part of going is that I finally get to meet the people who go with the voice on the other end of the phone calls I've been making all fucking deployment! Now I admit that getting to finally meet the parents of all our Angels finishes a distant second to the prospect of getting laid again sometime this century, but it really is one of the best things about redeployment. Let's face it--most phone calls to the POC from wives and parents are, "Fuck!! Fix this shit for me, Kate!" and I'm happy to help fix that shit. It's just a nice change for the better to have elated people want to talk to me.

So apparently I'm not just everyone's favorite pain in the ass. I'm not as useless as tits on a bull. The guys' parents actually like me!! And want to thank me for my help? And hug me. And cry on me. And introduce me to their sons/heroes. And take me to dinner (I think they forgot the 4 kids that I have in tow and how much that would cost.) And take my picture while I'm sticking my tongue out at them. It's fan-fucking-tastic! Brilliant! A total blast!

And after the cluster fuck that has been this deployment and redeployment, I needed to be reminded that in spite of my foul mouth and bad temper, I am a nice person. Holy shit!! Who knew??