Oh Army Stuff...

Occasionally Bob has to go to what is called a "Dining In." It is where all the officers and NCOs in his unit get dressed up in their dress blues and have dinner together- and do not invite their wives. And on very rare occasions, they have a "Dining Out" where they do the same thing and invite their wives.

So I guess the Officers' Spouses Club came up with this idea for the wives to get dressed up using some part of their husbands' uniform and to have a theme (ours was "Cooking up Arrowhead Success." -Hence the 1-14 aprons. Oh, and the Stetsons).

You might think this would be a fun evening, but you'd be wrong. It was a colossal waste of an evening, I think. It might have been different if I could have partaken in the fun cocktails they had available. Actually no... even those enjoying the drinks agreed it was really lame.

But you know what? Sometimes you just have to show up and smile. I don't know who writes the rules, but they do exist.

I'm thinking I won't be able to find a babysitter next year though...

The JAG ladies. I thought their costumes were adorable. Wigs with toilet paper rolls: very clever. This handsome gent is our Cavalry Trooper, and usually lives in our unit conference room. On this night, he graced our table as the center piece. Needless to say, we had the tallest table display of all the units.

Arrowhead pride! I feel like I should add a Hooah or something. But I won't.