I married me a Man's man . . .

That's my husband, smack dab in the middle with all the lovely bullets . . .

He's a man's man, an alpha male, with gut instincts and a penchance for the dramatic. I've never seen him more in his element than in the pics he's sending us.

Our soldier was made the turret gunner-- my husband is the guy perched on top of the vehicle with the giant gun. Yikes. Apparently this was an honor to be entrusted with this type of job, and I am proud of him for stepping up and being brave enough to accept the position.

HOOAH!