As I was reading other blogs recently, I noticed that most of what I had to say revolved my job. It was then that I happened to read The Savage Pea; specifically, about the green army guys. My wife and I have had a similar experience regarding these inanimate yet oh-so-important protectors of home and hearth. It came to pass that, early into my relationship with Missey J, the woman who would become my wife, that several wind up little F15 fighter jets found there way into a certain Christmas stocking. These were happily appropriated by said soon-to-be spousal unit as her "fighter escort". And, as has happened with The Pea of Savage, the escort squadron has increased in number and variety, complete with stealth and bomber capability.
Enemies beware! (tongue firmly in cheek)
God bless!
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