Saturday, October 28th.

Sal finally came up with a costume. If you’re not from the east coast, you probably have no idea what Utz are, but anyway. She’s the Utz girl! Isn’t that cute? I knitted this wig last year and knew it would come in handy eventually. And our mom’s been telling her how much she looks like the girl on the Utz chips bags for years. So, she was the Utz girl. And Dana (that’s our sister-in-law) was a has-been movie star. And I was, as I said, the karate loser. We’re too hot for the world.

Anyway, Saturday night was supposed to be the big night for going out for Halloween since the 31st was on a Tuesday. And we figured we’d just go to the bars in town, because then no one would have to drive. Anyway, we went to this one bar called Red, which is overpriced and pretentious, but they were supposed to be having a Halloween party. Um, except nobody was in costume. Well, a few people in the back room upstairs were dressed like they were from the 20s (the theme of the night), but for the most part, we were getting insanely odd looks. It was almost Halloween! Lame. Anyway, we stayed for one drink and then moved on.

Not that the Dublin House (our next stop) had too many people in costume, either (well, except for the brokedown Santa across the bar). But, the drinks were cheaper and we had seats. So, good times.

And we had chips. Which Sally discovered, went really well with her margaritas.

And vodka cranberries.

Anyway. We were having fun. See?

Winking means fun.

…I don’t know what Dana was doing.

But, she was clearly having fun doing it.

Yes. The second bar, despite the fact that there was ZERO dancey music playing (it’s not that kind of a bar, but still!), was more fun. I don’t know what that look I’m giving is. But, after some more chips…

…everything was made right again. And check out my wicked black eye.

OH, yeah, and Sally was sitting at the spot at the bar where waiters and barbacks are supposed to go through, so this guy who looked like Clay Aiken (you know, pre-K.D. Lang makeover) kept having to sneak underneath. So, eventually, we offered him some chips. And he was SUPER impressed with Sal’s costume.
But, you know, the Dublin House was getting played out, so we moved onto another bar.

Which played TWO Sean Paul songs in the short amount of time we were there. (Guess who was happy!)

AND gave us free stuff for being in costume. Yay for costumes!

And the evening ended with me walking into a glass door. If I didn’t look beat up before…