The ball took place in beautiful resort just an hour from 29 Palms. We arrived with enough time for me to shower, do my hair (which I obviously did a practice run a few days before the ball), do my make-up and stuff myself into my dress. This year I decided to not buy a new dress and wear last years dress because no one, except DH, has ever seen me in that dress...unless they went to ball in Munich, and that would be a very slim chance. I even told DH he is really luck to have me:
Me: "You know what? You got yourself a cheap date with me."
DH: "huh?" [insert confused look here]
Me: "Yeah! I didn't buy ball a dress, I'm doing my own hair and make-up, I did my nails...
I mean seriously, you got lucky with me."
After waiting for about 30mins to get our pictures taken we danced and drank the night away:
|This is my "war" face and I don't know what face DH had...Goofy?!?!|
|And this is what happens when you leave me alone with the camera :)|