Finalween

Man I'm happy Halloween is over! I'm tired. It got the best of me, I must admit. We did have a blast this year but the price was high. Anyway, here are the pics from the grown-up party. Every year the people from work (Jason's not mine - haha) throw a big bash with a live band in the middle of one of what we like to call "the single people"'s neighborhood. Jason and I went over with our neighbors (it's within walking distance). The pictures here are pre-party since I refused to go around all night carrying my camera. But, hey, that's when we usually look our best anyway. Jason went as Steve Irwin - The Crocodile Hunter (notice the chest wound - we're so morbid). Everyone totally loved him! I went as Axl Rose and rocked in my costume (whoda thunk you could actually find a kilt in the middle of a place like Alice Springs). The highlights: a priest tried to feel my boobs (which goes to show how hard up a priest must be since mine aren't exactly impressive), we got to use Rick James bathroom, Jason was a master at beer pong (but we still lost because I suck), my husband actually danced with me (woohoo!), we partied like we were 20 again except at 11:00 I called it quits because I wanted my bed!!!! We are too old for this!

Grownup Halloween