Lady Jess
Army Wife, Mom of teenage girls, blogger, photographer and gamer. Slightly dramatic, prone to /Jessrage, and maybe a little nuts.
Posts by Lady Jess
The One Where I PuG
Aug 31st
My little shammy hit 40 yesterday. At which point the Project began. You see, I decided I do want her to get to 80 before Cataclysm releases. But I’m not a fan of questing in Azeroth and Outland. So, I’ll dual spec, and PuG alot of the way through! Maybe even PvP! I can PvP as a healer. Just not as DPS. Yes, you read that correctly. I, Jess, hater of PuGs and PvP, have chosen to make use of them both in large quantities to level. So, after some speccing (thank you Stop) and trading in of honor points, I hopped in the Queue. About twenty minutes later, I’m healing my first dungeon, Uldaman. A place I have never been.
First, we all port in, only to see the tank…back his way out of the portal. You weren’t subtle by the way. You’re a BIG BLUE DRAENEI we saw you!! So we wait. We get another tank. I should have known it was bad when he had more X’s in his name than a spambot. We got Super Pally (can you feel the sarcasm?). He ran off while I was drinking. I let him die the third time. Which was funny, because the mobs all aggro on me, the hunter, and the shadow priest. Funny why? Because with a swap to my dps totem set…and some fast chain healing, we got the troggs dead without us dying. I rez the tank, and get “What happened?” I inform him he shouldn’t run off without the healer. The hunter at least showed some appreciation.
So what’s he do next? Takes off AGAIN. And now he’s pulling about four stone golems and a sundry of iron dwarves. It’s at this point, I realize, I cannot heal stupid! I should have made a dash to the doorway in order to self rez safely. My bad. It was a wipe. The tank then leaves, and the group falls apart. I take a break, head to Tanaris to get quests gathered.
I put myself back in the Queue while I did so. And a group popped. Back to Uldaman, with an awesome tank. No, really. He hardly took damage, he held aggro like a pro, he let the healer drink, and explained boss fights and reminded us to run to him if we GOT aggro. Toxicsushi…you’re a pro, and saved my opinion of pugging for the moment.
My Favorite Color is Chrome
Aug 29th
Ft Lewis had a small Motorcycle show this weekend. And before my headache knocked me to the couch, I managed to go try my hand at shooting some chrome. I love Chrome on bikes, and I love the curves, and lines of the pipes and engines. I do have a weakness though. I forget when my brain slips into photographer mode, to step back and take a few normal snapshots too. Ooops. Click thumbnails to embiggify.
V is For Valor
Aug 27th
I mentioned a while back that my husband earned an award while over in Afghanistan. At the time I didn’t have the whole story, and it wasn’t official yet. However, I do now, and it is. He received copies of it yesterday, since he won’t be here for the ceremony. He’ll receive the originals when he gets back from school. I’m very glad I didn’t know then. I was torn between hugging him, clobbering him, or doing both. The Award is the Bronze Star With "V" Device. Given for combat heroism, and 4th highest award in the Army. According to Wiki
The Valor device (or “V device”) is authorized by all services and identifies the award as resulting from an act of combat heroism (as in the case of the Army and Air Force) or signifying that the medal was earned in combat (as in the case of the Navy), thus distinguishing it from meritorious achievement awards. However, an accumulation of minor acts of combat heroism does not justify an award of the Valor device. Combat service deserving a bronze star, but not achieved in a particular valorous act, would warrant a meritorious bronze star. The Valor device does not denote an additional award. Only one may be worn on any ribbon.
The Bronze Star with the Valor Device is the United States military’s fourth highest award for valor.
The following (names and such edited out) scan is how he got it. Click to embiggen.
I’d like to say I was surprised at his actions. But I’m not. The man stood between me, my daughter, and a rampaging moose several years ago. He’s always been MY hero, I guess now I just have to share.
I Swear I JUST Had Her…
Aug 26th
I swear it was just yesterday I had a sweet little newborn weighing in at 6 pounds, 3 ounces and measuring 17.5 inches. How on earth can she turn 17 today???
Time sneaks up on you like a windshield on a bug. – John Lithgow
It Ain’t Easy Bein…Purple
Aug 25th
So, last night, we of the Purge decided to hop into Gul’drak. Ratshag decided there were a few too many crazy trolls in the world, and they had to die. ‘Twas me, the face melting shadow priest of epic doom, Rim…the very colorful mage with a talent for blowing things up, Cameron, the kickass Orc shaman who is such a badass healer she kicked Cancer’s ass (yay!!), and of course Ratshag. We had a pug 5th but the fool dropped group for no reason. Clearly intimidated by the Awesomeness of the Purge. I walked out with four badges, just what I needed for some lovely shoulders.
This was after doing a couple normal runs earlier with Sir Ratters, Cam, and Leilu who Mews and is Married IRL, one being the daily random.
Now, my new shoulders are pretty wicked looking. But That Ratshag said noone would notice because I’m all shadowy and see through. I disagree! First of all they match the rest of my clothes beautifully.
Second, you can indeed see the wicked in shadow! Men and fashion just don’t mix ya’ll. (click to embiggify).
And just an FYI: Tis hard to realize you are standing in purple goo when you are purple yourself.
























