When I started dating Jeff about 11 years ago, give or take a few months, he was a ROTC cadet. Mind you, I had no idea what that meant. Shortly thereafter he was commissioned, which made him a Lieutenant (of the lesser degree, since this rank is broken into second and first) and I had no idea what that meant, except that he was getting a regular paycheck and we thought we were rich.
Time passed, as it has a tendency to do, and he became Captain Rock. Has a nice ring, don't you think? It is entirely possible that being a Captain in the Air Force is the best time of your life (or the wife's life, I guess). There is the experience that precludes you from the more inane duties but the youth which prevents the responsibilities from being too great. You are a captain for kind of a long time. And in Jeff's case, you are a good captain and a nice guy and then your neighbors start calling you The Captain, so then so does your wife.
So it is with a tender heart that I have to announce that as of 11:30 CST today, the captain ride is over. The Air Force will have its newest (and dare I say best - he is my husband after all) major. So, dear husband, congratulations and thanks for the pay raise.
P.S. He will always be The Captain, it just has a better ring to it :)