Oh Glory be! It's one of those blessed days when I get to drop my kiddos off on someone
else's doorstep and be a selfish mommy
(thanks Emily!). And what do I decide to do with my time? Do I try to make a dent in the Mount Rushmore of laundry? Do I get in a good workout sans mini
monkies? Do I actually clean my sticky kitchen floors? Nope,
notachance, and noway! I'm catching up on my blog and endeavoring to wash my grimy body for the day.
FuN!
I'm late, late, late,
(it took me a while to get it together, pics didn't want to upload--probably too offensive) but I thought I'd share in our Halloween fun. The kids had a ball at the
tri-ward trunk-or-treat. Of course, they came home with
bucko-candy
(the chocolate variety was sampled for good measure by Chris and myself later that night. Shhh!!)
On the actual night of Halloween, we were invited to the Conway's house.
Justin is an old friend of Chris's from before the days when he
(Chris) was know to strut his muscular stuff at the high school Mr. Beef contest
(I know! I'm dying to see the video of it too! Hint, hint, wink, wink Justin!).
**Tee Hee! Read this post quick everybody 'cause Chris will shut me down when he reads this!** They grew up together in Oklahoma and have known each other forever. Joy of all joys, Justin and Chris both ended up in Texas
(within 45 minutes of each other no less). Sing it with me now . . .
It's a small world after all! Justin's wife Adrian is fabulous too--She's gorgeous and I don't think I've ever seen her stop smiling. We have so much fun hanging out with them. I laughed so much that night my cheeks are still sore. They have an adorable dog, Bearon, who was equally decked out in festive attire
(he unfortunately got locked away for the night since my ridiculous boys were TERRIFIED of his sweet little self--poor, poor, Bearon
!). Scared of creepy
Halloween decorations? Not so much. Sweet, little Bearon?
Histerics! That's a whole post in and of itself!
The
Conways need to buy stock in
Halloween decorations, because they must have bought up the whole supply in a 10 mile radius. Justin is also a genius at
making Halloween decorations. Last year he created the most life-like
(or would that be dead-like?) skeletons out of
Mcgyver-
ish supplies. Check out these bad boys!
He also made the amazing scarecrow in front of their house. This guy has an 8 foot wingspan! Genius--I told ya!
(Sorry, the picture doesn't nearly do it justice)
When he gets his web site up for selling his wares I'll post it for ya and you can check out his creepy friends.
Even with all of the mini-monkey noise and madness we bring into their beautiful
(huge, every- square- inch- decorated- in- Halloween- attire, puts- our- house- to- shame) home, they keep inviting us back. Saints? I definitely think so! A little bit crazy? Quite possibly. Or maybe we're just really good birth-control eh? :)
Anyhoo, we trick-or-treated their neighborhood, then headed back to their house where we found Adrian sitting in a monkey suit
(without the mask or gloves--too sweaty she said) handing out candy. The kids explored the endless
halloween decorations,
snuck way too much candy
(Justin busted out the Fear Factor candy just for the monkies, mmmm slimy slugs and caterpillars!), and were quite entertained by the plethora of prop knives and a package of costume mustaches! We talked, played, and laughed late into the night
(well past monkey-bedtime anyways).
Check out these photos to see what I mean. 
Chris letting his hair down.
Adrian properly awed by
Aiden's goodies.
Mini
Groucho Marx
*sigh* I thought I had a few years before I had to teach
Kolbi the womanly art of eye-brow waxing.
Heir
Docktor
Doesn't the smiley-face shirt totally fit the image?
Aiden says he looks like grandpa now.
Note the mini-psycho playing with the knife in the corner?
It's a good thing she's surrounded by adult supervision eh?
Thanks again
Conways! It was
definitely a night to remember!
(p.s. Sorry Bearon!)
