I just returned home after the Milblog Conference in Washington, D.C. I’d like to post a profound description of the amazing roundtable discussions, the decorated and insightful panelists, the live appearance from Afghanistan, the impressive guest list, the introductions to other bloggers, and the tears I fought as Mrs. P‘s Milbloggie award acceptance speech (read by another in her absence) received a much-deserved standing ovation. But the late nights and the abundance of free drink tickets have left my brain clouded and my thoughts less coherent than usual.
The weekend was fantastic, and I’m already looking forward to attending the conference next year!
(If by chance you’re one of the conference attendees I spoke with, I apologize for my veil of anonymous ambiguity and I thank you for the prayers for my husband’s deployment to Hoboken, New Jersey. And without further ado, I’d like to share my new favorite phrase: whiskey tango foxtrot.)