Halloween

So I decided to share my depressing Halloween story....because my "friends" make me sad.

I wanted to throw a party on Halloween like I had a few years ago. So I invited everyone. Lots of people. Two people let me know they couldn't come. That's just fine, I don't care as long as I know. Well...midnight turns up and no one has come. One friend I had talked to earlier and offered to give him a ride (he's like a little brother to me, just turned 16) if he couldn't find one.

But then he wouldn't pick up my calls.

Another friend texted and asked what I was doing since I hadn't actually invited him (not because I don't like him just because I figured he wouldn't come). I asked him if he wanted to come. Never heard back from him.

Well I was pretty damn sad. At least my husband's best friend was there with us.

This is my husband in the Guy Faux (sp???) mask dressing up as anonymous, and Ian dressed as...well himself lol. Or his alternate personality. He got a fake tattoo sleeve caught on his horn lol.

And around 2am three other friends showed up and we wound up having a pretty fun time. It still hurt.

So there's my sad Halloween. Sad because it's my favorite holliday of the year and I wanted a reason to dress up, which is why I threw the party. I don't drink or party, so I thought I could have my own, it had worked once.

I should have just gone trick or treating. Only...I didn't know if anyone would show up.