I’m on my lunch. There are two or three unpleasant things I ought to be taking care of, but instead, I’m going to do something completely and totally worthless and foolish while I eat my disappointing soup. Who here wants to see some pictures from the IK Halloween party?
(Note: there was one fella who wore a terrific costume – won best male, actually – but any pictures of it are definitely NSFW. It’s particularly funny because his mom made the costume. When he revealed it, the entire chapter recoiled in shock, horror, and convulsions of laughter. Ryan thinks it particularly odd that someone in the chapter would choose to go as him for Halloween. If you’d like to see, message me your email address and I’ll send it to you.)
Yep. That’s my husband. Casting a spell on Nick, apparently.
McLane and Jeff
My sister Meredith, who is (in general) a rock star, and (on Halloween) a punk fairy
My dad came as a hippie, wearing all authentic clothes that he owned at the time. Mom made him that shirt. His hair would never have curled, but it was a great wig. My puppy, Paisley, is in a kimono.
No party would be complete without Twister.
There I am. Also Leah, Becca, and my mom.
No Halloween party would be complete without a fire pit. And Twister.
And a casket.
And a dance party.
Leah, in the black netting with the ghost.
Sarah actually caught her poodle skirt on fire on the heater…
Paisley is, if nothing else, friendly to all her guests.
Somehow or the other Meredith convinced Aaron to go as a fairy, too.
Never let a vampire dip you. It’s just asking for trouble.
Shortly before Becca pulled up her top to reveal her chain mail brassiere. Is that the undergarment or the thing at Dairy Queen? I never can remember.
And it wouldn’t be saxophones (and a baritone) without a kick line.
Ryan and his Little, Mary.
The Hazelwood family (Jarod, Meredith, Nick, Britany)
More dance party