So this week.
Has been a whole lot of hanging out and variously studying with bouts of laughing and throwing of candy corn. Just an ordinary week, folks. The parties were excellent, by the way - Kevin, you have the swankiest digs in all of Chicago. Amber, your parties are always fab. Between the two of you I felt as though all spectrums of party goodness were covered and covered again (plus there were delicious meatballs). Seriously, folks - missing Kevin's party was a mistake - He throws EXCELLENT parties. Amber's party was equally delighful with plenty of music and conversation (not to mention that delicious cheesecake that practially threw me into convulsions of culinary delight). Of course, tomorrow is when the Madison fun begins - Halloween part 1 will be underway and I am more excited than anyone over age 8 really has a right to be. Hopes are that it won't rain, however, the gods have been against us every year so far.
Costume watch: Saw a man walking down the street today in white face makeup, green hair and a purple coat. Best guesses include: Mad clown, the Joker, a terribly color-blind mime, or ordinary UW student. It has been rather disconcerting to walk through the hospital and see an overabundance of witches today. Apparently this is the ideal costume for not breaking sterile field.
Boyfriend's first non-conceptual costume of the last 10 years is coming along well. [conceptual costumes have included: a single red clown nose for the "world's bitterest clown", a shotgun and a duffle bag for a "serial killer", and let's not forget ordinary clothing for "disgruntled med student"]. This year, as he is dressing to impress, is a little different. A fortunate aluminum steaming pan has been transformed (er.. hammered) into a charming breastplate that would be perfect except for the instructions "support bottom" which mysteriously remain printed across the front. I will be adding a detailed embossed sigil to the front tonight. Combine this with the plastic conquistador hat that he found and a plastic sword and behold, he is "Conquistador de l'amour" or something like it. He has refused my pleas to stab an arrow through the breastplate, cover him in baby powder and spider webs and have him go as a post-conquistador.
Alas - great minds seldom think alike.
My own costume is currently in a temporary tupperware home awaiting tomorrow. I will apparently be hanging with Spike, Drusilla and El Conquistador. It should be interesting - stand by for details.
Costume watch: Saw a man walking down the street today in white face makeup, green hair and a purple coat. Best guesses include: Mad clown, the Joker, a terribly color-blind mime, or ordinary UW student. It has been rather disconcerting to walk through the hospital and see an overabundance of witches today. Apparently this is the ideal costume for not breaking sterile field.
Boyfriend's first non-conceptual costume of the last 10 years is coming along well. [conceptual costumes have included: a single red clown nose for the "world's bitterest clown", a shotgun and a duffle bag for a "serial killer", and let's not forget ordinary clothing for "disgruntled med student"]. This year, as he is dressing to impress, is a little different. A fortunate aluminum steaming pan has been transformed (er.. hammered) into a charming breastplate that would be perfect except for the instructions "support bottom" which mysteriously remain printed across the front. I will be adding a detailed embossed sigil to the front tonight. Combine this with the plastic conquistador hat that he found and a plastic sword and behold, he is "Conquistador de l'amour" or something like it. He has refused my pleas to stab an arrow through the breastplate, cover him in baby powder and spider webs and have him go as a post-conquistador.
Alas - great minds seldom think alike.
My own costume is currently in a temporary tupperware home awaiting tomorrow. I will apparently be hanging with Spike, Drusilla and El Conquistador. It should be interesting - stand by for details.
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