Displaced Beachbums

Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of Favorite Man being “in command” ~ it’s been a fun, busy and expensive year. We’ve been lucky since the unit hasn’t deployed this past year and the team has had a chance to train, get to know each other, and become a very cohesive entity.  Last year, we went to the annual Holiday reception and I remember thinking it went on for so long ~ I only knew a handful of people & was “chatted” out within 30 minutes. Yesterday, we went to the same annual reception and the time FLEW by ~ I didn’t have time to even say hi to everyone I knew.  Ah, but this is the problem with Army life. Just when you’re feeling so comfortable with a place and the people ~ either you move or they move! Never a dull moment…

There’s a lot of entertaining involved with FM’s job which I love and, to toot my own horn, have become quite proficient at it. Martha Stewart has nothing to fear but I can throw together a dinner buffet for 25 with 2 days notice, or have a sit down dinner for 15.  At the dinner for 15 this past Saturday, two of the women came over and asked “How do you make it look so easy?”  Wow ~ I’ve come a long way from “the curlers still in my hair when the door bell rings” as I did last January for our first big event. 

Oh, and it helps to have a generous neighbor (Thanks Angie) who lets me borrow steak knives, chairs, etc.