Promotion on the High Seas

Big changes came on Friday. J got selected to go up in rank. Since I'm sure most of you are unfamiliar with the naval ranking system I won't bore you with the details. The major difference, well, at least to me, is that his dress uniform will no longer be the dixie cup and tie number that you see in the "attention" photo. Instead, he will be wearing a number similar to that of Mr. Gere in the other photo. Notice the love and happiness just a simple change of uniform brings to any couple.

After the results came out on Friday, I was immediately summoned to meet with one of the command superiors who warned me of the time commitment the six week "transition" demands of its selectees. I guess they want to make sure that my unavoidable rage at being put aside for the next month is tempered with, "I told you so."

Ultimately this is a very good thing for us and a real honor for J. In the short term, however, it may be very difficult. I'm neither the most patient nor selfless person around so I'm sure I will struggle.... but who knows, maybe I'll learn something.