September 12, 2010

Air Force Ball


Our before ball picture
Hairdo pic
another angle
I bought the dress and the jacket, then shortened the sleeves and added it to the dress.
A pic of my 25 week belly
We finally made it to an Air Force Ball!  Although the stress of the day was rather frustrating we enjoyed ourselves, and learned several things when it comes to next time we attend one.

Here's my Top 10:
1. Don't let your son play with the rank, he'll hide them, you'll NEVER find them and have to go buy more the day of the event!
2. Always wear the bra you'll be wearing that night when altering a dress, makes a HUGE difference.
3. You can sew a jacket onto the top of a dress, but it does make it extremely difficult to get into without messing up your hair.
4. The amount of hairspray it takes to do your hair like this makes you a major fire hazard.
5. Last minute hair cancellations are God's way of saying, "Do it yourself, be simple"  Not, "go to a hair salon and pay more for an updo then you paid for the whole night out!"
6. When the only person who speaks English in the salon is the owner, chances are something is gonna go wrong!
7. Have your husband get dressed early in the day, so he has time to freak out about his tie not being perfect when people AREN'T around to see it. (sorry to my babysitters!)
8. When you force a happy picture and you really are both angry or annoyed, you WILL look it.
9. Fancy prom-like updos are only the "norm" at proms, red carpet, and the white house.
10. The Cha Cha Slide is way fun, but could totally put you into labor!

So yeah, it was a wonderful evening of food, friends and dancing, and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves once we arrived.  We sat at a table with some neighbors of ours, and it just so happened that Chad's other coworkers had gotten last minute tickets too, so I got to meet them (finally).  We weren't the latest people there, so that was nice too. 

The speech was by one of the Tuskegee Airman, who was hilarious, cracking all sorts of jokes about being black and growing up in the ghetto, and what an advantage it had given him.  The dinner was buffet style, I would rather had been served, but we did get to decide quantities, which was nice.  We had a salad and pasta salad, red potatoes, then a pasta dish, chicken w/a yummy white sauce, and roast beef in a mushroom gravy.  For dessert you could choose from chocolate cake, lemon cake, or cheesecake (my choice!).  They also had a cake ceremony where the youngest and oldest Airman cut the cake together with a scimitar, the whole situation resembled cake cutting at a wedding.  So we got another slice of cake from them, also really yummy. 

Then the dancing, which they started off with fun songs, the cha cha slide and what not, lots of parents brought their kids in to dance, which was hilarious!  One dad, once  he too off his service coat, was wearing not only black suspenders, but the sleeves to his white shirt were some sort of funky pattern, he looked ridiculous, but his daughter (probably 8) thought it was wonderful.  They had some funny moves, but no one seemed to care which made it all the better.  Our friends brought out their two boys as well, and they proceeded to dance as though they were having a seizure throughout all the moves, I was cracking up!  Chad's coworkers finally gave him a hard time for not dancing with his wife, so we went out and shook our groove thing too, I love dancing funny and laughing at ourselves.  We stayed for a few slow songs too, and then most of the parents started to head out, so the music changed to really heavy base club-type music, so we headed out. 

We even came home to all of our dishes washed or in the dishwasher (also to a sticky floor from spilled grape juice, a thermostat turned down 10 degrees, and some fingernail polish on the microwave door handle, and they overpacked the dishwasher so we had to rewash several things).  But it was the thought that counted, and it was a lot of help!

Hopefully we'll go again next year, fingers crossed!!