Let me just say this: Andrew and I are a super fabulous team. We are hilarious, ridiculous, ludicrous, and shameless. And, we’re damn funny.
I know. It’s awesome. In fact, the awesomeness is so awesome that we should have won an award for our awesomeness. But wait – WE DID!
That’s right folks, me, as Deputy Clementine Johnson, and my wicked awesome husband as Lt. Jim Dangle won the Halloween Costume Contest at Legend Brewery on Friday night. Second place went to our NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS who, being left-leaning socialists, dressed up like a dead Sarah Palin and a dead John McCain respectively. Third place went to a rockin’ Darth Vadar who apparently ordered several pieces of his costume while stationed in Iraq and who, as rumor had it, spent about $2500 on his costume. Which made me feel a whole hell of a lot better about spending less than $200 on BOTH of our costumes.
I’m pretty sure I don’t need to say this, but it was an awesome night. I danced, and I NEVER DANCE. More importantly, I danced like an idiot repeatedly because, you know, I was in character and it was Halloween and, for whatever reason, Halloween is a great excuse to make an ass out of yourself.
On the ride back to our apartment complex, Andrew mumbled that it was the best birthday he’d ever had and really, that’s all I wanted. His last two birthdays were spent on the deployment and thus, not too much fun. This year though, well, this year more than made up for the past few year’s inadequacies.
One more picture where I look like an absolute dork: