Or I’ll dress like this more often:
(for some of you, this may not be adequate incentive)
Anyhow, that was my Halloween costume, and the Chickengoddess got some excellent pictures as well. I feel this surpasses the awesomeness of last year’s pirate costume, both in quality and in creep factor. I submit, as well:
See? And also, others dressed up:
J.J. Doggle is not in costume, but he makes a good accessory. (Thanks to J.J.’s dad, David Naugle, for taking the awesome photos).
Anyway. After the party, which was the Party of All the Food in the Universe (And Then Some), we cleaned up and then I sat around the house doing nothing and decompressing, and then on Sunday the Chicken Goddess and I went to Knitch for knitting (as opposed to skiing or investment banking). We were not the only ones unloading leftover foodstuffs, as there was a veritable feast of chips and baked goods. I am still reeling from the effects of too much cake. As an additional treat, the lovely Claudia brought her equally lovely German mother, sister, and nephew, who shared our knitting table. Her nephew is one of the sweetest, most well-behaved kids I’ve run into in quite a while. Then I went home and worked on the Super Secret project some more (I’m officially halfway done!), and strung the beads onto the contrast color so that I can begin to knit the Nine Taylors socks (I know – I shouldn’t take on another project until I finish the ones I’ve got, but if you had this kit, you’d start it, too. I’m just sayin’).
Tonight I plan on working out with the rowing machine and knitting while I watch election coverage (VOTE if you have not already done so), but not rowing and knitting at the same time. That would be foolish.