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The JDRF Promise Ball is coming up in just a matter of two weeks! I can't believe it's already here. I don't feel prepared at all. Sure, I've been fundraising for months and getting all that in order. But the rest of me isn't prepared to take a night to remember diabetes for the past year of my life.

Last year's Promise Ball was absolutely amazing. I took three of my friends with me; we got to dress up, valet park my car and eat a fancy dinner. As amazing as it was, it still brings me to tears today (almost one year later). Because the most amazing part was seeing how much was raised in one single night to find a cure for diabetes.

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The evening was perfect. My friends and I looked like we just stepped out of a magazine. I finally got a dress to work (thanks to an ingenious idea that I'll cover in a future post!). We even valeted the car. Everything was fabulous.

After chatting and perusing the silent auction items, we headed into the Ballroom of the Americas for dinner and the main events. I was excited to be there, excited to be part of such a personal and amazing fundraising event. I didn't realize how excited I would be as the night progressed. I didn't realize how carried away I would be by the actual facts.

Dinner was magnificent. The food was scrumptious. The presentation was perfect. Dessert was the best part. Chocolate napoleon with chocolate covered strawberries. Two of my favorite things. I even judged the carbs and activity perfectly (I ended the evening at 130).

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