Imagine doing the dishes while listening to the sounds of tanks shooting or dusting while huge bombs go off and shake the whole house. Or envision sitting on the porch trying to enjoy a peaceful evening and all you can hear is the sound of machine guns firing. This is not a war zone or a scene from a foreign country, this is what it’s like at MY HOUSE. At my peaceful little house in the county with the trees and the creek in the backyard.
I didn’t know living next to Fort Knox would be so loud. I can’t imagine how my father will react when he comes to visit. He is a Vietnam Vet with PTSD. If the troops happen to be training when he’s here, I’m
afraid he’ll end up at a hotel and I wouldn’t blame him. I’ve never been to war but I now have a pretty good idea of what it sounds like.
At first I thought there was no way I would ever get used to it. It would literally scare the hell out of me and I would stop wherever I was doing and run to the window with my heart pounding to see what blew up. The locals laughed when I asked what all the noise was about. “You’ll
get used to it honey, it’s just the boys training. Pretty soon you won’t even hardly notice it.” They were right. I’m starting to get used to it.
You can never predict when it will happen. Sometimes they train for a week straight and other times you will only hear things during the morning or in the evening. Sometimes you will hear nothing for
a week or more and then boom, it will start up again. As strange as it sounds it gives me a peaceful feeling now. I think I must live in one of the safest towns in the USA. I appreciate what they are doing and every time I hear the sounds of war I’m thankful that I live here and not in a true war zone. They say practice makes perfect. I can honestly say the troops in Fort Knox should be perfect because they practice a lot.
I wanted to give a shout-out to my husband this week as he recently celebrated a birthday. His birthday is on 9-11 and I feel
bad that his birthday is on that day as it’s a day that most people don’t
He tried to enlist after the terrorist attack in 2001. He passed all of the tests and physicals but was denied entry because he had Lasik surgery done on his eyes. They had rules about ‘body modifications’ even though it gave him 20/20 vision.
He’s my best friend in the whole world and he makes me laugh. But even though he is extremely smart when it comes to certain things, he is extremely lacking when it comes to being up to speed with some of
the goings on in the world.
Just this week I was telling him about a ‘twerking’ video I saw and he didn’t know what twerking was. We went to a picnic last week and the picnic flier stated there would be ‘corn hole’ and he thought it was a food! (Where we come from its usually called playing bean bags.) There is also a song by Blake Shelton that goes, “you don’t have to throw back your
pretty pink lemonade shooter and lean a little closer….” He thought a pretty pink lemonade shooter was a shawl, scarf or piece of clothing. Now do you see why he makes me laugh?! I love this guy!
On the agenda for today:
Crock pot apple cider & a homemade apple pie. Mac is in the mood to bake and what perfect weather for it.
Have a good one!