I've twisted the cry of women workers during the liberation movement. But never a truer cry has been called out. I just want to take a moment to ask all those soldiers out there calling themselves leaders and just collecting a check to either step up or step out. How can I teach a soldier what is right when you are walking past the formation I am yelling at with your hands in your pocket? How are you going to scream at a soldier for not being in formation when you can't show up to work on time? How are you going to teach values when the only thing you value is yourself. If you aren't going to do the job, please stop taking the money for it. I have no use for you and neither do these soldiers. All I'm really asking is that you let me (and the few others here that care) give these privates a good first impression of the army. And while we are at it if you are going to stand there talking to your friends while I do your job for you, slide me a portion of you check at the end of the month.
Just a quick update, I lost .4 this week, Jay lost bunches more... One question I'd like all of you to answer, When you do your grocery shopping, how do you do it? I make a two week menu, then a list (in the order in which the items are stocked in the store, so it's easier) then I hit the store. Every meal is planned, and I never have to wonder what is in the kitchen. Now, at the meeting this week, we were discussing how to be prepared, and not have foods that would sabotage your weight loss goal. When I told everyone my method, I was met with incredulous gasps, which surprised me. One person said I was too regimented and if you know me, I think you are laughing right now. Too organized? Me? I wish! I can't figure out how anyone else shops. Leave me a comment, and let me know!
Harley apparently loves snow, snowballs, catching them, and eating them. It actually snowed here the other day, but only lasted a full 24 hours, before melting all over us. Poor Miah was sick all break long, and is still out of it, so she missed all the fun. I let her go out for a minute to walk through the snow, and just wait till you see how her Daddy let her leave the house. (You can't see it in the pic, but she's wearing a floor length pink nightgown under the sweatshirt, and her Daddy's tennis shoes) I forgot to post about WW last week, so as of today I've lost 5.5 lbs! Slow going, but I have no complaints. The rest of the post is just going to be pictures...enjoy!
No combat ready unit has ever passed inspection - PVT Murphy's Laws
We are getting inspected here in the next few days. We've known about this for a few months, and therefore the flourish of activity to prepare ourselves has been amazing. Polishing, shining, deep cleaning, book updating, the works. It makes me wonder who we are fooling. Anyone with sufficient rank to do an inspection knows than an announced inspection has been prepared for. What could this man possibly learn about the efficiency and effectiveness of our day to day operations from this? From my limited vantage point it would appear that the only worthwhile inspection is a surprise one. Also, does this happen in the civilian sector as well?