I wrote before about how, during the last deployment, I made so many Pillsbury biscuits that I cooked a lonely ring into my small bar pan. And then I wrote a few months ago about how sad I felt when my husband broke the pan. I had planned to bake more biscuits on this next deployment, and now my pan was gone.
What I haven't yet written about was how HomefrontSix mailed me a brand new bar pan when she read that mine had broken. I started to cry when the box arrived on my doorstep; it was a reminder of how lucky I am to have this SpouseBUZZ community and how all of you will take care of me while my husband is gone.
My husband deployed last night. I'm ready to get started on another biscuit ring.
