I was on call on Halloween (which surprisingly, for a Saturday call wasn’t too bad), so I missed out on most of the festivities. I haven’t been able to pass out candy ever to the little trick-or-treaters, not because I’m on call every October 31st, but because the city off Milwaukee designates a Sunday from 1 to 4 pm as official Trick or Treating time (how utterly lame).  Luckily, my church had their Halloween party on Friday, so I still got to celebrate the holiday of sweets. It was still a juggling act, because Chris and Gretchen flew into Milwaukee for the weekend, as they had tickets to the Farve vs Packers smackdown. I met them and Gretchen’s parents at the airport in my costume, we went out for a late dinner and then I left for the party. I almost didn’t go. It was getting late and call is difficult enough without being sleep-deprived. But it was all worth it.

Thanks to spring english country dancing, I had a costume already made. I officially went as Emma Woodhouse, although I don’t think she wore purple in the latest adaption (which, my friends, is completely fantastic and Jonny Lee Miller makes my knees wobble and I can’t stop gushing about it).

There was cotton candy and a costume contest (I lost, boo) and dancing in the garage to Thriller. Good times.

My favorite costume was this:

You can’t tell it from the picture, but she’s Medusa, complete with snakes for hair and eyes that turn you to stone. Awesome.

Full pictures, as always, are on my Picasa page here