Living the consequences

I spoke with my Dad last night. I told him about this fabulous party I have been invited to attend. Fabulous is a relative term. To some people, attending a formal military event where of the hundred guests there you recognize only one or two as you have spoken with them at other formal military banquets and standing around holding a beverage exercising as much graciousness as you can muster doesn't qualify as a fabulous party. Yet to me, it is exciting to get as dressed up as possible and check out what all the other ladies in attendance are wearing. All the men look the same is their dress blues. It's the military's version of the Oscars, but without the paparazzi or the billion dollars worth of diamonds.

Anyway, he asked where the party is being held. Turns out the party is in Heidelberg, about two hours away. Teassing, my dad asked if I would be walking as I apparently was not allowed to drive. Ha! My license has not been suspended....yet. I will be able to drive to the holiday reception....weather depending.

Since I am a smart woman (not necessarily the best driver in the world), I have decided to not risk driving back at night when the weather has the potential to be yucky. So, I plan on getting a hotel room in Heidelberg and staying the night. Just so I won't be lonely, I have invited my friend, Svita, to join me. Hopefully, we can make the event a two day fun trip. She's never been to Heidelberg. The day after the banquet, I can take her to see the city and the famous Heidelberg Castle. We'll have a great time.