So midweek Heather decides to host a last minute Hallowe'en-Christmas dinner complete with cranberries and costumes... she's random like that, which is why I love her. It turns out she's right; when it comes to preparing turkey dinners, practice makes perfect and timing is truly everything. It's no surprise that us "newbies" didn't sit down to eat until 8-8:30pm and our gravy required 4 different attempts - there's no such thing as too many cooks in the kitchen.
Fashioning a dress out of butcher paper and masking tape is my kind of sewing.
If you can believe it, this is the first Halloween in 7 years that Trev and I actually dressed up for; I guess having a kid has brought out the kid in both of us.
Heather's costume choice for her and Quincy was hysterical - a snobby, rich horse owner and her jockey. Not many men can pull off a pair of see through, elasticized waist ladies' capris and a billowy silk blouse, but "Percy" somehow made it work.
You'd think pirate Lori and I - being office mates and all - would need some space on the weekends, but us curly haired comrades just can't get enough. I can't get enough of her guy Chris either - knee slapping funny that guy is - literally, I have the marks to prove it.
In case it's not blatantly obvious, I went as the Paperbag Princess which is quite possibly the the cheapest costume on the face of the earth - $4.00 + HST.
Roll of brown packaging paper... $1
Guady gold crown... $2
Several meters of twine to braid a belt... $1
Arriving for Christmas dinner - two month early - dressed as a Robert Munsch character... priceless.
It was definitely one kickin' party - just read the napkins.
The selection of desserts was to die for... caramel granny smith apples anyone? umm, yes please x 4!!
Oh and thank you Gramma and 'Papa' for watching the munchkin while mommy got her drink on. Just kidding (sort of).