The Final Installment

Part IV : The Ball. Yea, I can't come up with anything witty to put here.

So,I was nervous about the ball but I didn't think it would be THAT stressful. I kept telling myself "I mean, they ARE serving wine". I was also under the impression that I would be allowed to stand in the corner with Mash and make snarky comments. Instead, I was a key part of an elaborate dog and pony show. In fact, I believe I was the pony.

Yea, I was definitely the pony.

Mike: "this is Lizbet."
Person I'm being introduced to: Hi Lizbet, where are you from?
Me: Alabama
PIBIT: Ahh-luh-ba-muh? Well aren't you just... (insert southernism that will inevitably sound completely ridiculous coming out of the mouth of a dude from Jersey. Options include: a) sweeter than sugar (b)pretty as a peach (c)cute as can be. This happened four times before I started telling people I'm from Wisconsin)

I met a ton of people. It was weird because not many would look me in the eye when we were talking.I told Mike and he mumbled something about "territorial issues" and from then on I told them that I was Mikes cousin. That really pissed him off but I ain't no mans property. Unfortunately, this back fired. When they realized that I didn't "belong" to anyone they started...... um.....misbehaving. After the second person "accidentally" slapped me on the ass, I started telling people we were engaged.

It's been a while since I've been to a fraternity party and I had totally forgotten how a bunch of men act when there's booze involved. It isn't pretty.

All in all, it was fun and Mike was very polite and I had a good time. We hung out for the rest of the weekend, went to the beach and saw the base. The flight back was great compared to the one out and I came home and slept for about sixteen hours.

Tomorrow is Halloween! It's hard for me to part with candy but if it's going into the tummies of cute little children in costumes, I don't mind so much.On the upside, November will arrive with NEW and EXCITING topics! Get fired up.