Our Idyllic Military Home

This weekend Carl spent his hours running from patient to patient at the hospital, and I spent mine on my hands and knees scrubbing and sealing grout lines. After all that “fun” we used our day off today visiting a town 45 minutes away with shady avenues, stately old houses, and charming New England-esque streets of stores. We ambled through the neighborhoods, puttered in the bookstore, scarfed sandwiches in an old cafe, blanched at the $3 desserts in the bakery, and headed home through forests, fields, and horse farms.  Almost back to our place we passed a pickup truck with three bumper stickers:

“I Support Waterboarding”

“Support our troops, especially our snipers”

“[Image of a scope’s crosshairs] This is my peace sign”


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