3 posts tagged “military aviation”
How are you celebrating St. Patrick's Day?
I'm enjoying enduring another day of rather Irish weather: rainy, drizzly, and all around wet and miserable. While saints don't do much for me personally, I'm not going to argue with a day on which so many people proudly wear my favorite color and drink my favorite beer. I actually started last night with a Guinness to celebrate the achievements of the latest class in M's squadron to qualify at the Boat. Some of our friends from Texas were amongst the CQers, so of course we had to go out to congratulate them and find out where they're headed next. Maybe now that they're through, there will be enough available CODs for M's class to have a chance to touch a real airplane before he's spent a full year out of the cockpit. I'm not holding my breath, though. I suppose it gives us more time to enjoy Guinness while we wait.
Warm Weather: I don't care what Punxsutawney Phil said about six more weeks of winter--spring is definitely in the air. This past weekend was sunny and glorious with highs in the low 70s. I helped M wash the car, so we've been enjoying the shiny blue brilliance over the past few days. We also tried out a new sushi place with a fantastic "bento box" lunch deal and spent some time at a local park. That place was hoppin': teenagers tearing it up at the skate park, young kiddoes screaming gleefully at the playground, kite-flyers flying kites of all colors at the top of the hill, and walkers, joggers, dog-walkers, and stroller-pushers making the circuit around the lake. I love that this park used to be a landfill, and now it's the place to be for all the locals who want to soak up a little outdoor fun.
Star Trek: For the first time in a while, M and I remembered that SciFi shows Star Trek: The Next Generation on Monday nights. So, we watched four hours' worth of my beloved TNG last night. Four hours. It was decadent, even if I did refrain from having any "Tea, Earl Grey, hot."
Hangar Dance: M and I are going back in time for Valentine's Day this year by attending a 1940s-themed "hangar dance" at a military aviation museum. What could be better than listening to a live big band and dancing amongst all manner of really awesome airplanes (the vast majority of which are restored and still flyable)? M is going to look classically snazzy in his Service Dress Blues, and I'm wearing a vintage 1940s suit from my grandmother--with bright red lipstick. I found out about the dance through a fellow Civil Air Patrol member who also happens to volunteer at the museum, so I knew there would be at least a few acquaintances there, but I just found out that a buddy of ours is also going. He'll be wearing the eminently historical Aviation Working Greens, which he has been campaigning hard to save from the Navy's scrap heap. I can't wait to see what the other dance-goers come up with.
