Be careful what you ask for...
I have a bunch of good friends back home. I call the them the crew, the gang, and sometimes words that I shouldn't mention.
On the last weekend before I went on to active duty, we went on a camping/floating weekend and the last weekend before I flew to the sandbox they took me out to a Big Steak dinner and a night of shooting pool. The made sure to let them know if they could help out in any way.
Turn the clock forward a few weeks. I was just arriving here in Iraq and I came up with a list of stuff that I could use, because there is no PX here. The list included specific brands of soap and tooth paste, a good flashlight as it is really dark here and some pitching for a very bad nameless baseball team.
When I arrived here at my basecamp, I was pleased to find out that I got a bed. I feel very privileged. I was really glad to not have to live on a cot for the rest of the deployment. So I added sheets to my list. Because this list was primarily for my Mom, I made sure to let her know that I didn't what sheets that seemed girlie. I was trying to avoid getting a hard time from my troops. So I put on the list "2 Sets of twin sheets, and none of that flowery crap."
My Friends got a hold of the list:
I didn't get any of that Flowery Crap. I told my friends that Strawberry Shortcake was the only girl I would get to sleep with the whole deployment.
Everyone around here got a good laugh at this. I just hope they are laughing with me and not at me :)