Sometimes I tell Eric, “I need you to pretend you’re a girl.”

It’s usually when I’m having a girlie moment (rare, but it does happen) & want to discuss something that is 100% estrogen in nature, but have no girlfriends to talk to about it.

So I need you to pretend your a girl. You know, the frilly, silly, pretty, pinkie kind of girl – just for a minute.

Ready? Ok…

For our anniversary, Eric bought me a mud lady of my very own!

[jumping up & down]

I’d seen her weeks ago among several other different ones but didn’t have the money to splurge at the time.

And the next time we went back to Osan (they weren’t selling them at Humphries – shocker) they were all gone.

But last week when we were walking up & down every aisle at the Osan BX, there she was!

(There’s really not a lot to do on base so the majority of the time people hang out at the BX.)

She & a few others were left-overs that had been moved to an out of the way place.

I’d actually never heard of mud ladies until I met a Warrant Officer’s wife at a farewell party for her husband.

We were the two oldest American females at the party so we gravitated towards each other like true desperate Army wives with no one else to talk to.

She tried to describe their beauty & intricacy to me, but at the time I just nodded along & smiled.

(I’m not really a figurine kinda girl.)

But over the course of our conversation she mentioned that she owned over 100 different mud ladies!

And when I finally saw one for the first time, all I could think was ‘where is she keeping them? And how is it her husband & teenage son haven’t broken any of them?’

Look at the folds on her sleeves…and the dangling bracelet that really dangles…and look at her fingers!

So now she sits in the china hutch Eric added to the list when he ordered our Army-provided furniture.

How I’m going to pack her up & ship her home when the time comes is beyond me.

But that’s it. That’s all I wanted to share. You can stop being a girlie-girl now & go on about your normal business.

Thanks for humoring me.