Urunga Ball

Yes, the two words are in the same title! Little tiny Urunga had a Ball last Saturday night, and it was fantastic! Black tie, sit down dinner, the works. Pat was loaned a suit and shoes by a friend's tall son. The coat didn't quite work, so after one trip to the Salvation Army he was set with a $5 coat! A trip to Target for a shirt and bow tie and done. My ensemble was a team effort of friends loaning me dresses, bling, and shoes, all for $0!

Anyone who was anyone was there, city counsil members, the bank tellers, the pharmacist, the hardware store man, the hair salon girls, the teachers, the nurses, the police department, the ambulance drivers, the restaurant owners, everyone. 180 people in large tents that were set up on the river front. The kitchen arrived in a truck and served up a fine dinner. A famous cricketer spoke (over our heads, for sure), a comedian performed, and then a band played dance music for the rest of the night. The energy was terrific, and by song #2 the floor was full until they stopped at 1 a.m.

Pat was able to talk with the guys from the local department, which was great for him. I came over and was introduced, made some small talk, and then was basically distracted away so the guys could "really talk!" Australians aren't very subtle, and I should have known better anyway!

At one point I said to someone, "If all of us are here, and we all have children, do we really know what ALL the children are doing this evening??!"

Very fun night!