Hats...hats...hats

I'm not the kind of person that has to be busy. I really enjoy reading a good book, watching movies and enjoying the slow ebb and flow of my life. This weekend reminded me that I indeed have many hats and have to adapt to each new situation whether I want to or not.

Friday I went to Helena for my 10 year college reunion(yes, 10 freakin' years). I met up with a dear friend of mine and we went to the school to tour all of the new buildings and see the changes that have happened since we left. Nothing like touring a dorm room and seeing Hello Kitty decorations to make you feel old. The campus was beautiful, but most of our friends and roommates couldn't make it for one reason or another. The social Friday night was a bummer for that very reason. The chicks that used to party like rock stars were home in bed by 11:30 because of kids and other responsibilities. I would liked to have stayed for the football game and party Saturday, but my other hat beckoned.

I came back to help decorate for the big Air Force Anniversary ball Saturday evening. It was very satisfying to see all of the hard work my husbands been doing for months to come to fruition. The ball was a great success! There were a few minor mishaps, but considering there were close to 700 people in attendance, what do you expect? I got a taste of the schmoozing and politicking that goes on in the military. I told Craig that it would have been fun just to be an anonymous face in the crowd. The thank yous we both received were awesome, but after a while it feels weird. I like getting attention, just not that much attention. :-) Craig got biiiiig kudos at work today, so YIPEEEE! I'm glad it's over. Lucky for me, we were so busy I didn't spend hours before obsessing about my dress, hair, shoes, etc. and we looked just fine. The picture is posted on my sisters blog if you want to see it http://rosemont1217.blogspot.com/2005/09/isn.html (she beat me to the punch)!

Sunday seemed a little anticlimactic since the whole thing was over. Nothing like 3 children to snap you back to reality(or hat #3). We spent the afternoon at the soccer field(my older two had games). As I was watching one son run down field with all of the energy of a hummingbird on crack and the two others walk off hand in hand to the park, I thought, "God, it doesn't get better than this!" Life moves onward and I'm just glad to be deeply ensconced in the thick of things. Today is blissfully normal!