One party down, 9 more to go!
The Captain’s Dinner last night was a lot of fun. I arrived at 6:30 with my date, and I was surprised to find that we were some of the first people there. It didn’t take long, however, for the upstairs bar to fill up with sparkly, shiny people. Everyone looked fantastic!
Although the evening was well-organized, there were two things that could have made the evening better: Cut the speeches down to a more reasonable amount of time — One guy literally went on for 35 or more minutes, and the DJ could have done a better job of keeping people on the dance floor. All in all, though, a really good time was had by everyone from the looks of it.
The night actually felt like it zoomed by, as I was surprised when it turned 1am and was time to go home…
Oh ya, I almost forgot: I was really looking forward to taking a ton of photos last night (Have camera will travel) except my battery DIED! Thankfully, Corree also takes her camera almost everywhere too, and I was able to take some shots with hers. (You’re a life saver, Cor!) Here’s the only one of me that I got before the camera stopped playing nice: (I’ll post more later when I get the photos from Corree)
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Hey, those arms don’t look NEARLY as pasty white as you lead on to believe was the case.
Does that mean the brown goopy mess was worth it?
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oooh, can’t wait to see more pics but from that one you posted, you look great!
(of course there was no doubt that you would look fantastic!)
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