Weekend things: all dressed up and having fun!

Hello!

Happy Monday!

(wait, what?)

Hope you had a great weekend!

We did – which is why I regret to inform you that I shall not be sharing food prep with you today.

Because I didn’t do any.

In fact, I’m lucky I actually got dinner made yesterday rather than relying on take-out.

(psst…it was so easy, even a slightly hung over, definitely exhausted person could do it. πŸ™‚ Β Crockpot Indian Chicken and Chickpeas – delicious!)

Anywho, Saturday was the Khaki Ball – the annual celebration of the new Chief Petty Officers. It’s called the Khaki Ball because, in the Navy, when you go from E-6 to E-7 (Chief Petty Officer), you change uniforms and wear khakis. It’s a pretty big deal in a sailor’s career (I don’t think it’s ASΒ big a deal in the other services but it’s still impressive, no matter how you look at it) and definitely worth celebrating. Not everyone can become a Chief.

It’s not ‘ball gown’ formal but it is a cocktail affair so I broke out my LBD.

(honestly, it’s the only one of my cocktail dresses that still fits. Darn that CrossFit and my back muscles!) πŸ˜‰

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My sailor was a little slow with getting me the location/hotel information so we were unable to secure a room where the Ball was held in Portsmouth.

So, we stayed at a hotel on the Norfolk side of the water.

We were going to take the ferry across the water but there was a water taxi sitting there (seriously, a water taxi!) and we decided to see how much he charged. We had a bit of time to wait for the ferry and there were quite a few people who were standing around the ferry stop.

Well, that man took one look at us and said he wouldn’t charge us a thing to take us across the water. No kidding!

Turns out he was retired military and he was more than happy to give a fellow servicemember, and his gussied up wife, a ride. πŸ™‚

And it was a really nice ride.

(And, in case you didn’t know, that’s a really big deal for me to say. I get seasick just THINKING about a boat. Seriously, swings can do me in – don’t even THINK about sticking me on a merry-go-round. Barf city.)

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Of course, we couldn’t just ride without paying so we tipped him quite well for his services.

(And no, it wasn’t $.20.)

We spent some of the cocktail/social hour before the actual ceremony started outside watching the water traffic. Β It was such a niceΒ evening even though it was overcast.

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thought this tree was pretty interesting, all peel-y bark and stuff.

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There was lots of food and drink and fun!

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There was camaraderie and love.

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There was definitely some dancing. πŸ™‚

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But first, let me take a selfie.

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The next morning, weΒ found a cute little (and very busy!) diner about a quarter of a mile from the hotel.

Took a bit for breakfast to make it to our table but when it did, it was pretty darn delicious!

I couldn’t decide if I wanted pancakes or not and was still thinking when she came to take our order. So, I decided on the spinach and feta egg white omelet with home fries and wheat toast. Had to have some bacon, too!

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om nom nom!

We got home around noon, unpacked, got dinner in the crockpot, and settled in for some football.

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I’ll be honest. I didn’t make it past 8pm. #toooldforpartying

Talk to me: pancakes, french toast, or waffles? bacon or sausage?

– jennifer

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6 thoughts on “Weekend things: all dressed up and having fun!

  1. Yay!!! So glad you like the recipe! I havent made it in awhile… I might have to pull it out again myself! And congrats to your sailor – that’s an awesomr accomplishment!!

    Also, waffles and bacon. Together.

  2. Pingback: Friday reflections – my 2014 goals and how I’m doing | A Hungry Runner

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