02 August, 2008

Batwings or Angel Wings?

Okay, so it was part of a crazy dream. But still, this description of Soldiers' Angels from an army wife made me grin:

And then I went to the hospital with the woman who taught me to knit and Erin. Erin and I shared lunch: a loaf of italian bread filled with a footlong hotdog and chili mac. (Happy birthday, Erin; hope you like crap.) And the Soldiers Angels were there in the cafeteria -- I know I recognized MaryAnn -- playing cards and waiting to be summoned like Batman.

Just too cool. :D