I will be the first to admit I was swept off my feet by the tales of “Army Wives” reality but rather fictional persona of the military lifestyle; CLASSY girls dressed to the nines, strutting in their 4 inch heeled Gucci stilettos and possessing an extraordinary amount of power. Those girls get what they want. The best way to describe it is a blend between PEARL HARBOR (the movie) and the STEPFORD WIVES…like all military spouses have perfect hair and the body to match with adorable little skirts and aprons and all the girls in your clique fall in love with a group of military hunks, all best friends as well. These ladies are excellent housewives, every house is spotless all the time, regardless of the amount of perfect little children running around and a homemade dinner is always on the table by 5 because the military is extremely punctual.
Well, let me be the first to tell you… that’s a load of crock and not out of the crock pot. It’s about as glamorous as realizing your milk is spoiled, after you drink a large-thirst quenching sip.
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