Friday, April 18, 2008

Formal is the Tone

This weekend is the Ball!! The Submarine Ball, to be exact. I call it prom for old people. This really isn't true because there will be some girls there wearing the same dress they wore at their senior high school prom last year.

My posse of friends have been planning on this for a few months now. We have shopped for dresses and accessories with purpose in our stride. We have consulted with each other on colors and shoes and what type of jewelry would work. We take this very serious, you know.

Well, I kind of take it serious. I didn't spend a whole lot on my dress as I believe I'm too old for floor length flowing gowns all chiffon-y and tight. I have a simple navy dress that I fondly refer to as a "Mother of the Bride" dress. I will be comfortable yet put together. It's unfair that the guys can wear the same thing over and over again...all they have to do is get their uniform dry-cleaned. I do have to admit, though, they all look mighty dashing as they walk around the building with medals ringing on their chests.

I went last evening to get my toes and nails done because my shoes are all silver with a touch of sparkle and I just feel I need to do them justice. Come to think of it, I think the shoes cost more than the dress. Never mind that, I promise I will use them more than once. I'm not quite clear on what jewelry I'll be wearing as of yet. I have a couple of sets in the jewelry box, but still have time to run get another if I'm feeling froggy about it.

It's one of the few dates nights that The Man and I get that we thoroughly enjoy. I think it's one of the very few times he can get away with holding my hand while in uniform. The other day we were on base walking to a building and our habit is to hold hands and we literally walked 3 feet apart as he is not allowed to do that while in uniform. He is also not allowed to walk with his hands in his pants pockets. You know I put my hands in mine just to give him a hard time. Cuz that's how I roll.

I still have one side of my home full of boxes and whatnot that we brought back from Edge I last weekend. I am putting off unpacking because to me, that just makes it that much more final. I know. I know. It's on the agenda to be done and it will be. Eventually. Right now I'm wading through the usual mountains of laundry as I've been busy and out of the house for most of the week. Me being gone isn't going to change soon because we have Compass next week. I've been working on doing registrations and other duties with that when I've had a spare minute. Ahhhhh, the busy life I lead at times. I might piss and moan from time to time, but right now? I wouldn't change it.

Of course I shall post some pictures from the weekend's festivities if at all possible. I can't wait to do hang out with my friends in such a beautiful setting and do some serious people watching. One of this year's contests might be, "Who has the most visible tattoos!" That's always a good one. Last years winner was a chick who had angel wings all down her back. She was right proud of them. I know this because she wore a backless gown.

Have a good weekend, my Internets! Keep it out of the woods.

4 comments:

chelle's winks said...

Knowing you...your people watching and pictures should be interesting. Can't wait to see what you post...

Have a great one!

House of Hayes said...

I hope you have a wonderful evening !!
I wish we were there joining y'all..but yeh..GLAD I DIDN'T spend for it because now I am sick !!

Take plenty of pictures and have a blast..I will be there next year..even if I have to go alone :)

HUGS

Pikes Pickles said...

Oh my heck. You brought back some scarrry memories with this post. I call these kind of functions "Booze and schmoozes". LOL

I have a very funny story from this years (formal) Christmas Ball. I walked into the bathroom with the Commodores wife. We were making small talk (kids, former duty stations,bla, bla) As we walked into the bathroom there was some junior enlisted guys date. ... Sitting completely NAKED on the floor with her dress flung over the bath room stall ... she was passed out. While the Commodores wife made a beeline for her hubby I sat down on the floor and tried to talk some sense into this chick and get her dressed before it got ugly. She never sobered up enough to get

Sadly, I will never forget that night and SHE will most likely never remember it, LOL.

Hope you enjoyed the ball - this is the last one right?

Mrs. Em said...

I hope you had a lovely time! I expect some pictures!!