Seth and I were able to attend the Marine Ball on Saturday. I was able to pull out my Oliver Tolentino gowns and even lent an Oliver gown to a pregnant friend (I used that when I was pregnant with Tiger). I found time to doll up, left the kids with a neighbor, and was an adult if only for four hours.
Our mandatory prom pose.
It was a great event and as usual the Marines did a fantastic job. My only question about the Marine Ball is: where was the cake? I have to witness the youngest and oldest Marine chow down on what looked like a very delicious birthday cake in red and gold. When my dessert came it was a plate of assorted desserts with no cake. I like fancy desserts but when I go to a birthday party I want cake. Even more delicious, cake cut with a sword. Future note to self: next birthday get sword to cut cake.