Love em’ or hate em’ they are apart of tradition. In my short, 6 year tenure in the Navy, I have had the privilege of attending three. The word COW stands for CO Wife. For lack of better words, we throw the new COW a party to pre-thank them for their “service” as the main source of info and advisor of our spouse group. In the different squadrons that I have been a part of, we have themed our parties accordingly. The first COW party that I have ever been to was in VT-7 for CDR Delanty’s wife, Michelle. That theme was chocolate or wine. Get it? Chocolate O Wine. The second one I attended, was for my beloved friend/mentor/”sister” Rebecca– that party’s theme was simply cow. As in MOO. The third, COW party I attended was just yesterday for our new COW. Yesterdays party theme was cowboy/rustic chic. Everyone did such a wonderful job pulling it together on such short notice as well as with such little resources.
Now, I will leave you with some pictures of yesterdays event!