Hello, Sandycane

Right before all things Sandy, life was all things candy.

And by "life," I mean this weekend. Sometimes, it's okay for people to dress up in silly costumes and beg others for candy. Sometimes, it's even okay for twenty-somethings to do this-- sometimes. My weekend was costume-filled and candy-filled, but mostly it was just really sweet.

Anytime a weekend starts with one of these guys, you know only good things are on the way.

Shortly after milkshake-drinking, some special hot apple cider was also consumed. It was a weekend of sweet, sweet bevs, my friends.

Up next, costumes and candy, as we were discussing earlier.

I can't tell you what was more fabulous for me: the fact that my Halloween costume was concocted in about five dollars or less, or the fact that I got to throw candy at random strangers all night. OR that people were actually thoroughly entertained by the throwing of the candy. OR that I became the only piñata that used a baton to hit others, and not the other way around.

All in all, it was a pretty successful evening.

As for right now, while the weather is not as fabulous, it's pretty cozy inside my house. Friends re-runs are on repeat, blankets are everywhere, and I'm almost positive a cocktail {or four} is about to be consumed.

East-coasters: Stay safe, cuddle up, and pray for lasting power.

ps. Prize goes to the person who can guess where my piñata candy was stored all evening. Go.