Military Ball…Geronimo!

Nov 10, 2013

Last Thursday was military ball for my husbands battalion. It was a semi last minute decision for me to go because I did not think I would have anyone to watch all the kiddos. But luckily my mom came to our rescue, and offered to watch the kids not just for the ball…but for the night!!! What!!! So who were we to not book a hotel for the night and stay out of the house? 

Actually I was an anxious, paranoid mess hours leading up to the ball. Not that my mom is not capable of watching my kids, I mean she raised 5 of us. But I have never spent a night away from any of my kids unless it was to pop out another one. Ace actually said "mama where you going tonight?" I told him daddy had a work party and that grandma was going to have a sleepover with him. He said "Oh ok so you having another baby?" NO NO NO…not on my agenda for the night. 
I bought my dress months ago before I ever had a plan to go to the ball or not, I just knew I had to have this dress. Then came shoes and accessories…my shoes might have been my favorite part. 
Going to a ball in a new duty station is always interesting, especially if you are a semi uninvolved spouse like myself. Three kids does not lend very much mix and mingle time. So the ball was a bunch of shaking hands and kissing babies if you know what I mean. But my husbands guys are so fun, and I always love hearing about my "work" husband compared to my "home" husband. 

The speaker at this ball was probably one of the best I have seen yet, Vincent Speranza is an amazing man, with an even more amazing story. Listening to him speak was like listening to all my Italian grandfathers telling stories. They just inspire you…whether you are in the military or not. And it sure as hell fills you with pride when you look over and see your husband in uniform. 

Military balls are very different for me now a days, compared to the ones I went to when my husband and I were 18. Now as soon as 9 o'clock rolls around I am yawning, and have seen just about enough drunk people and cleavage to last me a good long while. 
As soon as the festivities commenced the husband and I headed to the Whale's Tail at the Captain Cook Hotel downtown. It is a cute little wine bar that has great appetizers, and a really cool wine tasting setup. I happened to not drink at all…but the hubs tried out some wine while I ate a ridiculous amount of smoked mac and cheese (which I highly recommend to anyone who goes there). Then we retired to our room where I spent the entire night thinking about my kids, and getting up every few hours to pump. Pure romance if you ask me!! Haha
I wish we could say that we slept in and really took our time before getting home to the nuggets, but that would be a lie. After 4 years of having at least one child in bed with us, we are conditioned to just getting up before 7 in order to drink coffee before we have diapers to change. Well this morning we still got up early…but with no diapers. We headed over to Snow City Cafe for some crab cake eggs benedict's  and stuffed french toast!! It was amazing to say the least. 

We were pretty sure that we needed to get home quickly after I received a text from my mom that said "okay, how do you go to the bathroom? I have been holding Avalon for 8 hours, not to mention I have a caffeine headache" I laughed so hard…and preceded to order my mom a very large coffee :)

We made it home to find all three children very much alive, with the older two pissed and betrayed that we had left them. But we figured all parents need a break once every four years right? So thank you thank you grandma for giving up your sleep and sanity for 16 hours, pencil us in for another night out in 2017 okay? 


17 comments:

  1. Those shoes are fantastic! I'm glad you got out like that - you deserve it! And maybe more than once every four years... But I hear ya. Nights away just aren't the same. Kids. Ruin everything. ;)

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  2. Y'all looked fabulous and I LOVE your dress! Every parent needs a night out without the kids. I can't believe you didn't enjoy at least one glass of wine!!!!

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    1. Thank you :) It's not that I didn't want a glass, I started getting sick that day and by the end of the night drinking water hurt my throat. haha! I have since made up for it!

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  3. Your shoes, that dress, your hair.. just everything is so perfect! You are gorgeous!
    I'm glad you two had a great night.

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  4. You look amazing!!! :) The dress is absolutely fantastic.

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  5. LOL "pissed and betrayed", awesome. Sounds like it was a fun night for you guys! And you looked BEAUTIFUL! I totally am in love with those shoes too. And omg I almost snort laughed reading that your son thought you were leaving to have another baby hahahaha!

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  6. that is too funny your son thought you where having another baby. I love the dress and earrings and isn't it nice to dress up to the nines once in awhile thanks for sharing following from margarita hop I'm lorraine at http://lorrainesresources.blogspot.com

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  7. What a wonderful night out for you both! Props to your mom!! And you looked beautiful my friend!

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  8. You looked beautiful!! Sounds like you had a great date night!!

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  9. ahhhh, what beauties!!! that dress, i am OBSESSED! being sleepy at 9 o'clock is totally acceptable :)

    xo staci

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    1. Thanks Staci! I am glad we agree on our bedtime!

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  10. I wandered over here from Camp Patton....just wanting to say that I was born and raised in AK (shout out to Eagle River!) and it was the best. My dad worked on Ft. Rich but we lived off-base. Anyways...I have theeee best stories to tell my kids about being a kid in AK :) your dress is awesome!

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  11. Umm you look AMAZING! Had Mallory not been born a month early, we probably would have bumped into each other here ;)

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  12. I have to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE your dress! Whenever I leave the house without my kids they act all confused and hurt that I am leaving without them. Whenever that I happens I tell myself that it needs to happen more often so they get used to it but somehow I never end up doing it any more often.

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