Showing posts with label Cameo Ball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cameo Ball. Show all posts

Friday, January 25, 2013

we'll be doing this tomorrow


    Dressed to the nines, hobnobbing with the rich folks, and bidding on various (donated) prizes at the 2013 Cameo Ball.  I'll be looking debonair in my one-and-only tuxedo.  But it's all for a good cause - a number of them, actually.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

2012 Cameo Ball


    We made it to - and thru - our 3rd-straight Cameo Ball last night.  As usual, the food was good, the music was good, everyone had a good time, and it was all for a good cause. We got there around 6:30 and got out of there around 10:00.

    There was a silent auction and a live one, but none of the items really seemed worth bidding on to me.  Lots of stuff from local artists and craftspersons; and lots of rounds of golf.  Meh.  Jason had winning bids on a faux-fur coat for Jasel, and a basket of wine-&-restaurant-giftcards.

    Oh yeah - there was this strange ritual where the women grabbed clubs and stalked the men.  I managed to snap the pic above before the savagery reached me.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Cameo Ball Night!

 

    Yessirree bob.  Tonight's my once-a-year dress-up-in-a-tux night.  Aka "The Cameo Ball".  No top hat or cane, so I won't be as classy as this mouse.  But I will have to wear pants.

    And a new vest.  Cuz apparently the one I wore (and bought) last year doesn't match Liz's dress this year.  Who knew we had to be color-coordinated?!

    It's all for a good cause though - raising funds for a Battered Women's Shelter.  And the drinks are free, although I'll be sticking to Diet Cokes since I'm the DD.  The dinner is awesome and is free too.  And there's always the silent auction to keep me entertained.

    Oh, and I will have to get out on the dance floor for one slow dance.  Two steps forward; one step back.  Try not to step on Liz's toes. 

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Cameo Ball - 2011

For the second year in a row, we went to the Cameo Ball. So for the second year in a row, I got to whine about having to dress up in a tux, keep my hair combed, and hang out at the Scottsdale Hilton. At least I managed to avoid having to dance this year. Ah, but it was all for a good cause (Eve's House), and hey... . ...we were the dashingest couple there last night. :-)

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Cameo Ball Pics!

One pic of each of the clan. Youngest to oldest. .
Somehow my hair is always mussed up in photos. For more pics of this wonderful affair, see here.