by Jessica Scott | Mar 2, 2012 | Rants, Uncategorized
I took a brief hiatus from twitter/facebook over the last weekend because the rhetoric was getting my blood pressure up and well, to spare the people around me endless rants about the stupidity in our national dialogue, I had to turn it off. The rhetoric has gotten...
by Jessica Scott | Feb 16, 2012 | Rants, Uncategorized, women at war, working mom
I’ve become somewhat of an accidental feminist lately. I’ve struggled mightily with my religion’s stance on birth control and finally accepted that, well, I’m just a bad catholic. I always figure I’m about one step away from excommunication anyway, so there’s that,...
by Jessica Scott | Jan 30, 2012 | army officers, company command, leadership, military mom, Rants, Uncategorized
Today has been a ranty mcrantypants day for me. Here’s just one thing that got my blood pressure up. My lieutenants used to laugh at me when I would say it’s not what you know, it’s what you can prove. Except that, sadly, the burden of proof is the...
by Jessica Scott | Jan 7, 2012 | army officers, company command, deployment, Fort Hood, Iraq, leadership, Rants, Uncategorized
All the talk in the media lately about Soldiers and PTSD got me thinking about why the media is so quick to jump in and find any link to deploying to Iraq or Afghanistan as an excuse for criminal behavior. Alex Horton wrote this fantastic piece on what...
by Jessica Scott | Jan 4, 2012 | army officers, company command, deployment, leadership, Predeployment, random, Rants, redeployment, Uncategorized, women at war
Folks, I’m a fan of Support Our Troops. I am truly grateful that the nation has supported soldiers and our military brethren despite opposing the war. That is a good thing, a thing that our brothers and sisters who fought in the Vietnam War worked tirelessly to...
by Jessica Scott | Dec 5, 2011 | army mom, empowering parents, military mom, mommy fail, Rants, Uncategorized, working mom
A couple of nights ago, I had a conversation with my 7 year old daughter. Now, it’s not like the conversation is the thing to remark on. We talk all the time. Most of the time, it’s about why her clothes are in the middle of the floor or…kidding. My...
