We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming....

... to bring just a brief moment of bragging, compliments of your local proud wife and mother. 

Andy made Airman of the Quarter for the Entire Base!!!!!!

He had already earned Airman of the Quarter for his group (maintenance), but today we found out that he made it for the next level up too! I am so proud of him. 

 It is slightly amusing, since he is no longer an Airman, but a SSgt now, but when the package was submitted, he was an Airman, so it counts. 

 The nice thing about this award is that it comes with a fun little prize package too. We will have dinner out, courtesy of Outback Steakhouse, a free oil change (which we had just yesterday discussed needing!) free text books for one class at Embry Riddle (which is where he happens to attend school, don't you love how that works out so well!) and misc. other wonderful little perks from local military supporting retailers. So, not only am I proud, I am feeling very blessed too. Double happiness! 

 Quick side story about Canaan too. Yesterday when I was out running errands, my friend Amanda called me and asked me to go check out a Playschool Log Cabin she had found on Craigslist. Since she lives in N. GA, but has family down here in S. GA, she occasionally searches for things she really wants "down here". I ended up buying it for her, but the lady I bought it from did not know how to take it apart. So, here I am, with this huge toy log cabin taking up the entire back of the truck, and, like an idiot, I can't work the stupid strap things that are supposed to hold things down. So, I drive 35 mph (and Canaan had already heard me call someone "stinkin slow" in exasperation that day... so he said now it was our turn to be "stinkin slow") all the way to base and go through the gate with a huge toy in the back of the truck. Andy came out from work and helped me strap the thing down. But then I realized that I was going to have to back up.... in a parking lot full of cars.... with a log cabin in the truck blocking my rear view completely. So I stressed just a little. 

 I tend to talk to myself when I am stressing. So, everyone around me knows when I am stressing. I asked Andy to help guide me, and he teased. Canaan listened. After I had managed to successfully back-up, Canaan announced from the back seat, "That wasn't so bad, now was it, Mom?" 

 I am doomed. Boys just know everything....