Work Halloween Party
Today was the Halloween party @ Hubby’s work. Couple of thousand people. They had lots of food (BBQ Boys rock!), drinks, jump houses, pumpkins, pumpkin decorating, cupcake decorating, music, and a costume contest.
Thing Two didn’t feel like wearing her costume to the party, but she did wear the spider hat she made at school today.
Seemed like twice as many kids in the costume contest this year. Thing One was really disappointed not to win. It seems that with the kids’ contest, cute beats original. I think the best costume was a kid dressed as Braveheart. His costume was really cool, definitely not one you just buy off the rack.
Here’s Thing One in the line-up:
I’m still kicking myself for not getting more pictures of the adults. The group costume that won was a group of about 15 pirates and bar wenches. They took over the stage and did a whole production, with the bar maids singing “Yo, ho! Yo, ho! A pirate’s life for me!”, the guys fighting, etc. One of the guys looked a lot like Orlando Bloom (Christine, are you reading this??). The Captain Jack guy didn’t have the walk down. I think he was just going along w/the rest of his department b/c when I asked him in the food line if he’d learned the walk, he asked me what it was. The best I could tell him was halfway drunk and halfway gay.
First prize for the grown-ups was Hubby’s pal Barkley dressed as Gene Simmons. The only thing he was missing was the humongous tongue. It was a terrific costume! I’m kicking myself, I’m telling you, for not getting his picture. The second prize went to a woman dressed as Carrie. 
Very original, I thought, though a bit gory w/all that blood.
There was one person dressed as a French maid that Hubby insists was a woman, but I’m still convinced was a man. There’s just no way that person was a woman. Thing One said she thought it was a woman, but what does she know about that kind of thing?
They had the usual DJ, and he got a bunch of kids up on stage to dance. Thing One’s wig slid around and looked funny. It was a trip watching her dance. A couple of times, I had to turn my back so she wouldn’t see me laughing. Hubby thought she was doing stuff she wouldn’t normally do b/c she was out of our reach, and we couldn’t tell her not to do it. I think she was just innocently having a blast up there, not knowing or caring if she looked goofy.
