Halloween is a scary time of year...ghosts, goblins and decisions.
I NEVER know what to dress as!!!
This year that was the easiest decision I had to make...
In the spirit of my recent "cougarness" I have decided to dress up as a cougar. I'm going to be a mixture of the animal cougar and the man-chasing female cougar. Tan ears and tail. Much make-up, long nails, false eyelashes and uber cleavage (<--will have to stuff the bra)
I'm getting together with "T" tonight to perfect the costume. We are also fashioning an ugly gold necklace that will say "Cougar" on it so everyone knows what I am :) I do hope people get the joke and don't just think I'm dressing as a slutty cat.
The scary decision part was this...
I had a few different Halloween invites that I had to deliberate and decide upon.
One invite was out of town, quite a few hours drive south...a party where there would be lots of fireman in attendance. I knew about the fireman and I still declined...I know, I'm a knucklehead but I just didn't feel like going that far out of town.
The second invite was for another party. A buddy of mine is having quite the house party...hot tub included. The problem with that....his girlfriend is, no lie, studying to be a sex therapist and all the parties they've thrown lately have turned into a "group study" for her...if you get my drift. I have not been present for any of these parties but have heard from my buddy the details. The last time he and I hung out was the first time I met this new girlfriend... she grabbed ahold of me and planted one on me. I had to wriggle out of her attempt at making me french...if you know what I mean. And not that I'm against that, it's just that I've been there tried that and it's not for me...and what I do know is that I can't handle the mental image of me stumbling upon a "group study". No, no, no not this Frito girl. I like my studies to be one on one! ;)
Third invite is for a work party. This one I am going to attend...but only early for an hour or two before people start getting crazy. I'd hate to end up dancing on a table in front of my co-workers.
Fourth invite. This is the hard decision. A while back I ran into an old friend of mine. He invited me to one of the "hipster" bars in town to watch his new band play on Halloween. I say invite, but it was more like "implore". He implored me several times to come. On the surface that seems fun and harmless...but nothing ever is as it seems...
At one time, when I was married, this guy played in a band with my husband. When my husband and I divorced he was completely disgusted with my husband for his affairs. The friend/band member stood up for me and stood by me in several situations. There was never anything physical between us...but emotions are a different story. I cared about this guy much more than I would ever admit, ESPECIALLY not to myself. As most people know, life happens and sometimes bad timing is our enemy. While I was married he was single. When I became single he had gotten married.
It wasn't until recently that a mutual friend of mine said...
"You didn't know? He was always in love with you."
We run into eachother now and then and always, you can feel something hanging in the air.
I guess, thankfully for him, he's my age so he'll be safe from my cougaring self, because his is the invitation I accepted...
