All Hallows Past...

As we near the great candy feast known as Halloween I thought I would stroll down memory lane. Halloween is especially special to Jason and I because we met for the very first time the night before Halloween way back in 1997. Oh the good 'ol days of picking up a boy in a bar. He impressed me with the fact that he grew up in the same town that George and Barbara Bush vacation (even then I was enamored with celebrity...it didn't matter who) and I wowed him with my useless knowledge of Millie their dog. That night I went home and told my roommate Ashley (and I quote) "I met my spark!". The next night he came over to my apartment and Ashley and I dressed him up like a girl. He was all decked out in a short Catholic schoolgirl skirt and my good blue tights. However, by evenings end my good blue tights were no longer my good blue tights. They had somehow morphed into my bad blue tights because someone had cut himself a pee hole in the crotch! I must have been totally smitten because that wasn't a deal breaker ladies.

As you can see Halloweens post-kids aren't as exciting, but a whole lot cuter (except for Rocker Jason...I really don't have any words for that one)...

Again no words...

The other night I said to my friend Megan, "I want to go to an all adult Halloween party again. Where you can wear wild and offensive costumes." In turn she replied, "Your costume last year was offensive and just a bit disturbing!" (see above picture) WHAT?? My fancy dance pants offensive? Whatev!!