Introduction

    For those of you who know nothing of the background of the title of this blog, it may seem a bit alarming but I bet it is not what you are thinking.  Let me explain to you first that this is not a group of homicidal wives.  Nor is it a bunch of culinary fanatics or extreme knife fighters.  We actually didn’t even come up with the name…it was bestowed upon us.  By whom, I really don’t remember.  Honestly, the origin is not important.  The idea behind it is that we were tough, don't take crap from no one, and always there for each other kind of gals.  These “chronicles” are the many crazy times had by a group of women who have all now become some of my best friends.  I will do my best to convey everything in its truest form, but I may take small artistic license as I see fit. 

    The “Wives with Knives” club is made up of several Air Force wives who all met in Southern Mississippi in the city of Biloxi.  All of us are from very different backgrounds and we probably would never have found each other any other way than having husbands in the Air Force.  We have helped each other through a myriad of excitements, frights, and hardships.  I suppose all of those times are what really brought us together.  These women of who I will be writing, are some of the most amazing people I have ever had the privilege to know.  The stories that follow are not exactly in chronological order but it is the experiences themselves that carry the intrigue.