I Hate Pampers and SOCK DRIVE (EDIT)

Ok 2 important points for today.

1. Pampers = Fail.
Pampers = Poop everywhere.
Pampers = On my shit list, literally.

2. I'm doing a SOCK DRIVE
That's right folks, give me all your socks! Ok, not your socks. Clean, new socks, preferably.

As you're aware, Mr. P is in the nasty ol' SandBox otherwise known as Afghanistan. Well, every time we talk I, being the amazing wife I am (there I go with that horn tooting again... beep beep) ask him what he wants/needs to make his stay a bit more comfortable. One constant that he always wants is socks. I have asked around to my other deployed spouse friends and it seems this is a constant among most of the guys. They are walking through swampy yuckiness. They are sweating. They need socks.

So, I've taken it upon myself to do a sock drive. I want to send as many socks over to Mr. P's unit as possible. Our goal is 1,000 pairs of socks. So bloggy friends, if you wanna help then you can feel free to message me for my address and send them on over (I'm refraining from putting Mr. P's out there because 1. OPSEC tells me not to and 2. I don't think he'd be too happy with me if he got more than the number of boxes necessary for this project lol) I'm also going to make a little button linking to this post... once I figure out how... so you can tell your friends!

Bring on the sock love!

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K thanks.