It was a TON of fun!
The "Dining Out" is steeped in tradition - replete with rules on how to do, pretty much, everything.
That was a big deal.
Not so much that I threw up...but that I left without following protocol and tradition.
When you are pregnant, you don't "hold" anything.
First - it is a formal affair. The service members wear choker dress whites (Favorite!!), or service dress blues (Depends on time of year), or mess dress; and the civilian wears formal or cocktail attire.
There are a bunch of rules about when you must sit, when you stand, whom you can speak to, the order of the toasts, and when you may go to the bathroom. Which, actually, makes it a lot of fun. Because when there are that many rules....some are bound to broken.
And when they are broken, punishment is meted. Which is why there is a grog.
(The grog is a mix of drinks that is supposed to taste nasty. In Pensacola, the alcoholic mix was in a toilet, and the non-alcoholic combo was in a potty chair.)
The entertainment was a skit, roasting various members of the squadron. My Love was a part of it and got everyone laughing right away. (I should have taken pictures, but I was laughing to hard!) We also had live music from 3 members of squadron and it was a treat!
Overall, the night was a complete success. It was fun and enjoyable. And it left us all with a feeling of camaraderie to build upon over the next year.
If you ever have the chance - you should go to a dining out (or military ball)....just be sure to go to the bathroom before dinner starts!