Monday, August 25, 2008

The Range Officer

My husband is a range officer.  It's a high and mighty and powerful and cool title.  It's also a little bigger title than  job.  What it really means is that he occasionally teaches cub scouts how to shoot bows and arrows and bb guns.
What it also means is that when he has to teach, I have to go to camp with him.  For example, yesterday he was in charge of a scout camp.  Because he was going to be obligated to stay with the ranges all day and because our three boys would be participants and because the boys could swim and fish when they weren't shooting, and because the boys couldn't do that without a parent (there! we are almost at the end of the run-on sentence,) I had to go to camp with the cub scouts.  Again.

And what all that means is that I had to get up yesterday before God created daylight. 
 And I was so tired that I put on a my most ill-fitting bra.  And that meant the wires poked my underarms all day.  And camp was a place you might see in the movie Deliverance.  And mosquitoes go there for terrorist training.  And there are lots of leaves of three/let them be thingies there.

But I AM the range officer's wife, so I endured.

The range officer is allowed to wear a scout leader uniform.  If Checkered actually donned a scout leader shirt, our friends would pour more laughter and teasing on him than could be carried in a 10-gallon bucket.    But here's my little secret:  if he were to wear that scout leader shirt, well ... the range officer's wife could be very, very impressed.  How absolutely odd am I that I would think my husband in a scout uniform would be sexy?

Oh yes, girls.  These are the burdens known only to the range officer's wife.

9 comments:

Karen said...

I've found that if you make a teeny tiny slit in the bra you can pull that offending underwire out. Being a Cub Scout camp someone surely would have had a pocket knife to borrow.

Mental P Mama said...

Love that scout shirt! And I hope you throw that bra away.

Laura ~Peach~ said...

Sounds like absolute FUN to me... I actually knocked a squirrell out of one of our trees last week with the bb gun from over 50 yards!!! my hubby was so excited of course the offending squirrell hopped up from his fall and scampered up the pine tree to tell all his little furry buddies to avoid the back yard at all costs! :D

On to the fish.... the PH is hovering between 6 and 6.5 but they are much better and hopefully it will ease on up as I am adding some buffer each day... yes Koi have a very long life span (many dont make it that long) because wild critters will invade people ponds (hence the high sides on ours) and blue herons are bad about invading peoples ponds as are owls so far we have been lucky we lost several gold fish way back when due to mike getting over zealous cleaning algae from the pond (long sad story there) he does not over clean any more however and the fish are well they are fish LOL

well say a prayer in a couple hours I will be totally reformatting my computer and this is SCAREY for me... hugs Laura

Big Hair Envy said...

A Range Officer's wife's work is never done!!! He could AT LEAST wear the uniform ;)

I'm having the same cursor issue that you mentioned. It's been going on for a couple of weeks. What have we done to deserve it??? hahaha!

LadiesoftheHouse said...

I think it's the uniform--ANY uniform will do. We don't have the 3 leafed offending plants here--is that poison ivy? We have Devil's Club. A massive 4 foot monster with spikes and poison. At least it's easy to spot and stay away from!

Mrs4444 said...

There's nothing like a man in uniform...

Pull out the underwire? And let your boobs fall into your lap? Is Karen kidding?? LOL

jojo said...

You know what they say about a man in a uniform...i'm just sayin'.

Pleasing Procrasinator said...

Them damn mosquito terrorist have been around here too.
A man in any uniform...um huh!!

Jan said...

Range Officer...well, la ti flippin' da! Come on, tell the truth...did Mr. Range Officer scoop you up in his arms, put his hat on your head and carry you off like Richard Gere did with Debra Winger in Officer And A Gentleman?