For one to see the difference in Army wives, you need not go further than your local Army Community Hospital. Anyone, who's ever been to the Dr. on post can most likely relate to what I'm about to say. Lets start at the front desk...typically, there are about 3 receptionist's. One seems to almost always be a male, who left the Army for a civilian position. Then you have the 2 left-over females. Almost, inevitably an Army wife. You have the older lady, most likely a spouse of a retiree. She's sweet, but seems to be easily confused. Then we have receptionist #2. She's the straight laced, organized one. Always the professional.
Then we look beyond the desk, into the background, to the young wife. Barely 21 on a conservative note. Appears to be working as a CNA or something of that nature. However, she's in a belly shirt and blue jeans. So, we move on to the medical assistant, tattooed from head to toe. Piercings that may or may not stun the rest of the world, and you just know she has a lot of fun with that prescription pad.
So on that note,we go back to the lobby, and peruse the ladies in waiting....

We have wife #1, she's the Germophobe. Constitantly pulling out the wet wipes and the hand sanitizer. (I find myself wondering how much she's inhaling). Her kid politely asks for a "healthy" snack. (yes they actually ask in this manner, sickening isn't it, lol). All is well until her child drops a piece onto the floor. You would assume someone had just entered into a hostage negotiation with her reaction. PUT IT DOWN...GIVE IT TO MOMMY AND STEP AWAY. MOMMY HAS GOT THIS!

Wife #2, however is more of the opposite. She's the one, who it appears hasn't had a decent shower, since her first child was born 5 yrs ago. She's got 4 kids, pregnant with the next. All barely a year apart. The kids are jumping on furniture, yelling, cursing and acting like little "angels" she choses to ignore. By little "angels", I'm referring to Satan.

Wife #3, she's the no-nonsense, I don't care who's looking, I will beat my kids and teach everybody a few new words while doing so.

Wife #4, this is the one we call the party girl. No matter where she is, she's fabulous. Tight leopard print pants, off the shoulder 1980s remake T, high heels and hoop earrings you can put your feet through. Spends all of her waiting room time, catching up on those necessary text messages or emergency phone calls. For some reason, we all need to know about Renee and her man problems. If I hear the phrase "girl.. dontchu know dats right" one more time, those hoop earrings will be around her neck.

Then I dare to call the remaining families nearly normal. I'm not saying they don't have their quirks, but atleast they don't show them in the Dr's office.

You never know what you will encounter on an Army post.
Just today, I stopped at the pharmacy. All seems normal at first glance. But then you look a few doors down. Only on an Army Post will you see a liquor store tent sale up to 50 % off, outside of a pharmacy. I'm not sure this seems odd to others, but for some reason selling Jose Cuervo to someone who's just picked up their prescription for Lithium seems wrong.
Oh, but it gets better...free samples! On a Wednesday afternoon, its comforting to know, I can try the newest flavors of Smirnoff, before driving home with my children in the car.

Like I said, Army life is complicated lol.