This past weekend I drove to Mississippi to visit Joe...and to enjoy his Air Force squadron's yearly crawfish boil. Growing up in New Orleans, all I have to do is smell me some crawfish and I get nostalgic about my childhood. When you grow up in the Big Easy, every summer is filled with weekends full of these festive boils. You gather in the front and back yards of your closest family and friends and peel those puppies open like you haven't eaten in a week. The kids run around the neighborhood while family and friends mingle amongst music and drinks. You could smell a crawfish boil from a block a way...and you knew a good time was being had :) This past weekend, it was so wonderful to combine the old with the new. Over one of the best known New Orleans feasts, I was able to meet a few more of Joe's co-workers and also get to know some of their gf's, fiance's and wives. It is so amazing to see the bond these women have and the camaraderie that exists between everyone on a military base. It's a bitter sweet kind of life I have learned...especially for the families. You meet some of the most amazing people, and then have to say goodbye once your husband or wife gets relocated again. These women wouldn't trade it for the world though...they have made their husband's life their own and love every second of it. It's refreshing to see what sacrifice really is and to get an even better glimpse into this way of life. In a nutshell...it was a good weekend!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Crawfish!
This past weekend I drove to Mississippi to visit Joe...and to enjoy his Air Force squadron's yearly crawfish boil. Growing up in New Orleans, all I have to do is smell me some crawfish and I get nostalgic about my childhood. When you grow up in the Big Easy, every summer is filled with weekends full of these festive boils. You gather in the front and back yards of your closest family and friends and peel those puppies open like you haven't eaten in a week. The kids run around the neighborhood while family and friends mingle amongst music and drinks. You could smell a crawfish boil from a block a way...and you knew a good time was being had :) This past weekend, it was so wonderful to combine the old with the new. Over one of the best known New Orleans feasts, I was able to meet a few more of Joe's co-workers and also get to know some of their gf's, fiance's and wives. It is so amazing to see the bond these women have and the camaraderie that exists between everyone on a military base. It's a bitter sweet kind of life I have learned...especially for the families. You meet some of the most amazing people, and then have to say goodbye once your husband or wife gets relocated again. These women wouldn't trade it for the world though...they have made their husband's life their own and love every second of it. It's refreshing to see what sacrifice really is and to get an even better glimpse into this way of life. In a nutshell...it was a good weekend!
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Renee, Welcome to the blogging world. I am so interested in hearing more about your life as a military GF and your split world, and will keep checking your blog to keep up. I agree with you, the spouses and GF's sacrifice for their partners career and I certainly appreciate what they do.
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Renee!!
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of crawfish boils, I went to two this weekend. I literally ate my weight in crawfish. My piles looked like the "Great Walls of China!!" I LOVE CRAWFISH!! The one bad part, I looked like a sumo-wrestler after two boils. I was so swollen from eating so much!! It was a nice Easter treat though. Hope you had a good one too! Love your blog! Keep them coming!