Mark's Guard Unit had their Military Ball last night. As exciting as these things are...I was actually excited to play dress-up. You don't get to wear fancy dresses very often once all those high school dances are done and over with. Luckily, I was able to fit into one of those old fancy-spancy dresses and wear it for one more night out on the town (and I'm telling you...it was a close call). And of course Mark was looking handsome in his uniform.
I also got to see Mark's nursing skills in action. One of the officers had a seizure and passed out about 30 minutes into the "Meet and Greet." Mark, being the unit's medic, hastily ran to his side and helped bring him back and conscious. It was kind of scary. In the mean time a few of us tried to comfort his wife, who was shaking frantically and was completely shocked. Ten minutes later the ambulance was there and he was whisked away. I have to tell you though, I don't know that I have ever been so proud of my hubby. He is such a good nurse. At the end of the night, the guest General awarded Mark a coin (it's a military thing apparently) for his prompt actions. Way to go babe! (FYI...the guy is fine.)
The rest of the night was filled with delicious food and the traditional "Grog." Which is a ridiculous army tradition where anyone caught breaking any "rules" of the night must pay a fine and visit the Grog (which is a drink mixture made of every single liquor you can get your hands on). Let me tell you, there was some crazy people by the end of the night. But after-all, this is Utah. So there was also a non-alcoholic Grog which Mark had to only partake of a few times.
So that was our very last hoo-ra before schools starts for Marky. I highly doubt we will have anything exciting happen in the near future considering his incredibly full schedule. So...until next time!