Wednesday Maverick had shoulder surgery. While he rested after his surgery the girls and I went downstairs to get his prescriptions filled. As most of you know you sit in a very crowded area with disgruntled people waiting to get their meds and get the hell out of dodge. You are also familure with this sound: Now serving B1098 at window number two, Now serving A1224 at window number eight. Our oldest daughter *A1* turned and said “Did she say B or D?” and replied “I believe she said B” A1 says “Well why doesn’t she say Bravo1098 instead of just B” I grinned at my twelve year old daughter’s HOOAH through osmosis moment and asked “So they should use Alpha Bravo Charlie Delta too?” She looked at me like “DUH” and said “Yes then you would at least know which they were calling”.

Maverick had his HOOAH moment too. His HOOAH moments are not through osmosis but actual thought patterns. Which, to me, seem just as “eek” as it slowly sneaking in. He was asleep in the hospital bed and I told the girls “Come here and watch this” I leaned over and very nicely and sweetly said “Maverick, Maverick, Honey wake up” and all I got in response was eye movement under his lids. Then I said “-insert rank & last name here-” and his eyes were wide open. *sigh* There is no hope for this man.