Let me set the scene. We were lying in bed in the middle of the night awake. HF was laying on his back and I was spooning his side with my right leg draped over him. He was playing with my hair. It was pure bliss. I whispered and asked, like many do in this situation, "What are you thinking about?"
HF was quiet for a moment and then he answered softly, "Head shots".
*crickets*
Me: what?!
HF: I'm visualizing making accurate head shots with my AR compensating for mechanical offset.
Me: That's messed up.
HF: No it's not. We're encouraged to do that
*goes on to describe the visualization process to lucky ol' me*
Me: And I thought the prolonged silence meant you were thinking romantical thoughts about me...
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Yeah, that sounds just about right. :-)
Yup...it definitely sounds just about right to me too!
I really believe that our husbands, fathers, uncles and sons that work to protect the people really eat, sleep and play the role. I know that is what it is like at my house. Service men all of the time.
I actually laughed out loud reading this! TOO funny!! I've been there so many times...
I love this. I shared it on my police wives page. But I added your website as the author. Thanks for the laugh.
Head Shots... Try living with a Police Sniper that thinks about nothing but that ONE WELL PLACED HEAD SHOT! I laughed out loud as well when I read this.
An awesome post indeed. Totally agreeing here. Hi I am a cop from Pakistan.
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