Halloween Memories - Blogtober Day 9

Friday, October 10, 2014

For me, Halloween is one of those holidays that has always been either really, really good or really, really bad. Never in between.

When I was little all of my Halloween memories were good. I mean, it can't get any better than having an entire night devoted to bagging a ton of free candy. My friends and I would walk from house to house for hours, carrying pillow cases, doing our best to fill them up as high as we could. Fortunately, we lived in a really big neighborhood so we could hit lots of homes in a relatively short period of time. My childhood best friend, Erika, her little brother Garrett and I would stay out as late as our dads would let us trying to get every last piece of candy from every last house with a light on. The best was toward the end of the night when people would give us all of the candy they had left, emptying out their candy bowls, so that they could go to bed. That's when we would score some of the best stuff. It really was all about the candy.

That's me there in the indian costume.
This was in kindergarten when our parents would go all out to dress us up.

This was the year I was an American Girl (I think I wanted to be Felicity?) with my best friend Erika.
Our moms actually made those dresses!

Probably one of my all-time favorite costumes. This was in middle school and I actually didn't have a costume to go trick-or-treating so my dad and I went into his closet and pulled out a bunch of his most mismatched clothes to make me a "nerd" costume. I think I pulled it off pretty well even without the clothes.

When I got to college, my Halloween experiences began to go downhill. While they created lots of lasting memories, and most of them started out really, really good they almost all eventually ended really, really badly. The reason for the highs and lows can mostly be blamed on alcohol.

One year, a group of my friends and I went out to Fells Point in Baltimore to join the massive crowds that flooded the streets around the bars during their Halloween Pub Crawl. We dressed up as the characters from "Scrubs" and drank pretty heavily at their apartment beforehand. This was probably where the night should have ended. We should have just thrown a Halloween party at their apartment and skipped the cab downtown. But this was college, there was no stopping us. We were determined to continue the fun. When we got downtown, we spent an hour or so walking around checking out all of the awesome costumes, taking drunk pictures with strangers like we knew them, and just trying to have a good time. Then out of nowhere, this random girl in a superwoman costume ran up to one of our guy friends sobbing and threw herself into his arms. Being the compassionate drunk person that I am, I decided to see what was wrong and try to console her. BAD MOVE. The second I tapped her on the shoulder asking her what was wrong, she flung her head back, screamed at me calling me a very profane name that I will never repeat, and then punched me square in the jaw. Between the box of Franzia I had consumed and superwoman's mean right hook, I was down for the count. I came to in an ambulence surrounded by medics. They checked out my jaw, asked if I wanted to go to the hospital - of course I said no - and then we were on our way. Unfortunately, getting punched in the face wasn't the worst part. It hurt like hell the next day but as it turns out, when she punched me, she managed to hit me hard enough to tear a section of my gums which got infected and I spent two weeks on antibiotics after that. Woo... college is fun.

(And no, I never told my parents this story - sorry mom and dad... at least I turned out alright!)

The Halloween that takes the crazy cake though most definitely has to be in 2010 during my senior year in college the fall after I met Mike. We had a Halloween party at our apartment on campus. Mike went as Captain Morgan with his bottle of 100 proof Captain Morgan and I as Ke$ha with my toothbrush and bottle of Jack Daniels. (Get it?)

See all that liquor behind us? I'll let you guess how that one turned out.

Helene in Between Blogtober
I know I'm a day behind but I'll be back on track tomorrow! Happy Friday!


  1. The photos at the top are so cute! And that is quite a Halloween war story you have there! At least you can laugh at it now ;)

    1. Hahaha I know, it's definitely one of the craziest ones I have to tell! And thank you! :)

  2. haha i love all the costumes but my fav is the kesha!! so awesome.

    1. Haha thank you! It was really fun dressing up as a hot mess... not too hard! :)

  3. those are some awesome halloween memories!

  4. Oh my gosh! I have never gotten legit punched like that, but holy outch! That sounds painful. This is why I like sober fun :)