As always, dinner first. We have to fill our bellies with food so that as we experience gore and scares our tummies feel even more unsettled. This year we went to Buffalo Wild Wings and ate lots of guy food. LOTS of guy food. I don't think there is a veggie in that place. It was yummy tho.
We went to FrightTown in Portland again. Hey, if it ain't broke.....besides it's inside, warm, and there are 3 haunts to go in.
Our group:
Jason and chain-guy having a moment.
Me and zombie chef having a moment. I think he ate my cooking.
Jason and Brandon being shown up by a girl.
The boys and Baron VonGoolo
Seriously this chick had to be on steroids.
Chain-guy was just so pleasant to be around.
Actually, after a week full of kids his company was kinda nice.
Quick story for posterity's sake: First thing first-I cried in one of the Haunted Houses. There. I said it. I'm not even embarrassed even though I should be. It wasn't a full cry more like nervous tears. One haunted house was call Contagion. Me, being me, didn't get it. People were coughing and then all the sudden there were zombies everywhere. I don't really like zombies. At one point there was a long hallway to walk through and someone (*ahem, Jason) stopped everyone from coming with me EXCEPT for some creepy girl who was right on my back!!!! I was by myself and scared. She was making eating noises and breathing all over me and thennnnnn..........
She said: "I want to eat you."
and
I: Cried.
There you have it folks. I'm a scaredy cat. Not a surprise is you really think for more than a second about it.
Fright night tradition states we must hit Shari's afterwards and get Pie shakes to calm our (read: my) nerves. It's one of my favorite times because we just sit around and laugh.
On Sunday a friend who missed Haunted Houses to celebrate her anniversary instead (I know, how dare she?) gave me a pack of tissues with a little note.
Soooo funny. Actually it really is.
Also on Sunday I figured out the whole coughing person/contagion thing. It was like a lightbulb went off. I guess to become a zombie you get bit and then sick (hence coughing) and then we "want to eat" people. Disgusting.
I hate it.
But I'll do it again next year.
Because I love my husband and friends and I'd pretty much do anything for a night out.