No More Butter Bars

My lovely husband was promoted yesterday. Originally he was going to be promoted last Wednesday, but due to scheduling craziness it was pushed to Monday November 26th. I was a little nervous because it was scheduled for 10:00 and I had to be at work at 11:00. Lane assured me it would only take about fifteen minutes and I would be on my way to work. I should have known better. I show up at 9:45, and immediately find out that it won't start till 10:30, then we hear 10:45. I start to get a little panic-y. I really didn't want to miss it, but I also didn't want to be late for work. This is where the angel of Lane's Team Leader swoops in and saves the day. The power of that oak leaf on your chest clearly means you can move mountains. He got the LTC to agree to promote Lane separately and early so that I could be there. Perfect, all our problems are solved. However, the LTC was about a half mile away. We set off from the Squadron headquarters and trudged through the snow. 

This is chivalry 

In my desire to be cute for Lane's promotion, I wore heels and a dress. Fort Drum winters and heels do not go well together. Lane, being the gentlemen that he is, carried me through the snow. He had a quick promotion ceremony and I was there to put on his new rank. I was really grateful to his Major and Lieutenant Colonel for allowing him to be promoted before the rest of the group.  

I love the stetsons

I am so proud of everything that he has accomplished so far in his army career. It hasn't been that long, but he has excelled at every task presented to him. He made it through Ranger School without recycling. He was chosen to be part of the advising team during deployment. I am so lucky that he married me and I get to be a part of this wonderful adventure.