Halloween '07

My little sister hosted a Halloween Party this weekend. Randy was adamant the whole week prior that he wasn't going to dress up. What is it with guys, they will dress up in camouflage and hide out in the woods. Or put on their favorite teams apparel and paint their faces when they attend a game, but they won't dress up for a costume party. Totally LAME!

Anyway, I was just as adamant that he was going to dress up. So Saturday night we found ourselves at Walmart in the men's department desperately looking for something that wasn't too unusually (Randy's qualification), yet could be considered a costume (my qualification). What we found is forth coming (I didn't take any pictures, but others at the party did...Kylie email pics when you get a chance, please!)

I was planning on going to the party as a Derby Girl, but after scouring Wal*Mart for a costume from Randy, we came across a costume I thought looked fun. A kid's Spiderman costume. I wasn't sure it would fit (seeing as it was a kids size 10) so Randy suggested I try it on.

I thought I would be able to try the costume on unnoticed, but when I got the dressing room an employee was waiting to hand me a number. I said "two please" as I held up the Spiderman and Superman costumes. She gave me a look that said "you've got to be kidding me". But I just smiled and said, "We're going to a costume party". She handed me the number and as I headed into the dressing room I turned around to see Randy with his head in his lap giggling. The jerk set me up...I am sure as payback for making him dress up.

The size 7-8 Superman costume DID NOT FIT. I shimmied it up to my waist, but couldn't get the molded muscle chest to go over my real life sculpted muscular chest ;) The Spiderman costume, despite the struggle to get into it, actually fit quite nicely. Ok, it didn't really "fit", but it would do.

That night I went to bed and drempted about getting in a fit with Randy in Vegas about gambling. He ended up pushing me into a fountain, and this doesn't really have anything to do with the rest of the story. At the end of the dream I drempted that I had bought a Spiderman costume 2 sizes too small. When I woke up to go to the bathroom, I breathed I sigh of relief that it all, the fight in Vegas and the costume, was just a dream.

As I sat down to relieve myself, I glanced over to find the much to snuggle Spidey costume laying across the counter!!! Stupid costume was a reality!!!

I had a hard time getting back to sleep after that.

Anyway, thanks to my sisters efforts, I left the party 3 pound heavier...I am lucky I only gained this much weigh with the amount of food there (cupcakes, popcorn balls, chips and dips, carmeled apples, bowls and bowls of candy as far as the eye can see). I also left with a perma-wedgy (from the costume) and a little less dignity. But I had a blast, so it was totally worth it. Let's make that party a tradition!


FYI My costume found a good home. My 12 year old sister asked if she could borrow the Spiderman costume for school on Wednesday. I told her she could not only borrow it, she can keep it.