Ok so for those of you who know me I love all things Halloween. If you don't, it's more of a lifestyle than just a holiday in my world. I love all things dark, creepy, spooky, etc. You get the picture, I'm sure. I go over the top with decorating and it can be quite an elaborate process. Ok so back to the point of this post. Amy's birthday is only a few days before Halloween, and she does not like to go any haunted attractions, real haunted places no problem, clowns popping out big ol' nope. She was dating this guys who decided to enlist me in throwing her a zombie/ghost birthday party. This was sooooo out of character for him so I was beyond willing to do this with him. So I recruit some other friends to help this process and the planning begins. Little by little we start working on this mind you it is the beginning of September.
The location: My Backyard
The date: October 30th
The prep time: Almost 2 months
Biggest regret: No one took pictures of how awesome my house looked
This is where things get interesting... the break up. The middle of September the relationship is over. We decide fuck him she deserves this party, and dammit its going to be awesome. So a surprise it shall remain. Well, not quite, he decided to tell her that he had planned all this. So now Amy is helping. Weekends, after work and any time we had got poured into this party. Also a lot of beer got poured into our stomachs. I cant even guess how many 30 packs were involved in this process as well. But after all was said and done the place looked so bad ass. So finally it's time to party. Of course its freezing out, so naturally we light the fire and the guests start to arrive. The only rule of the night: when Shots by LMFAO is played everyone had to take shots. The beer pong on the coffin table begins, the antics begin (somehow I was lifted in a chair) that didn't last long. Finally its piñata time. But in true fashion, the piñata doesn't have candy inside, now I'm sure your thinking to yourselves " but Christi what else could you have possibly filled it with?" excellent question. The answer my friends is...airplane bottles. You read that right tiny bottles filled with alcohol. Best idea ever. Worst idea ever, drinking whatever green concoction I grabbed and the other random bottle of god knows what. We had an awesome night and everything finally shut down around 3:30 am.
So the next day rolls around and what do we do? Get up get our shit together and head to Rahway for a zombie pub crawl. Day 2 of heavy drinking Bring. It. On. So we get to the hotel room, start drinking, start putting our make up on and prepare to head to the bars. The first bar has karaoke so of course we are psyched. We do a few songs and move on to the next place. We keep on going and the one bar had a really cool cover band I want to say Off the Wagon but I'm not positive. They were so much fun we got to dance and drink but to the next stop we go. Then the shots started and the night went down hill quickly from there. We finish the bar crawl and go back to the bar with karaoke. Our friend we will call him Steve did the most epic drunken rendition of Kryptonite you will ever hear. Finally Amy and I were done our bodies could not take in any more alcohol. We drank so much our lips were chapped. So back to the hotel we go. Drunky McDrunk Steve got in the front seat of an Uber to direct him to the hotel. Not good. He gave totally wrong directions ended up putting us on the wrong side of the building so we had to cross a fresh cut lawn and hop a construction fence. Finally we get back to the room and Steve starts ripping the living room apart screaming about people sleeping in there. Also screams no touching while I sleep and proceeds to starfish himself on the bed. The next morning Amy needed to be explained to why she was covered in grass. A lot of laughing happened towards Steve since he never gets that way. Well thanks for the patience of this long story. We had a blast hope you enjoyed.
Stay classy my friends,
Christi
So the next day rolls around and what do we do? Get up get our shit together and head to Rahway for a zombie pub crawl. Day 2 of heavy drinking Bring. It. On. So we get to the hotel room, start drinking, start putting our make up on and prepare to head to the bars. The first bar has karaoke so of course we are psyched. We do a few songs and move on to the next place. We keep on going and the one bar had a really cool cover band I want to say Off the Wagon but I'm not positive. They were so much fun we got to dance and drink but to the next stop we go. Then the shots started and the night went down hill quickly from there. We finish the bar crawl and go back to the bar with karaoke. Our friend we will call him Steve did the most epic drunken rendition of Kryptonite you will ever hear. Finally Amy and I were done our bodies could not take in any more alcohol. We drank so much our lips were chapped. So back to the hotel we go. Drunky McDrunk Steve got in the front seat of an Uber to direct him to the hotel. Not good. He gave totally wrong directions ended up putting us on the wrong side of the building so we had to cross a fresh cut lawn and hop a construction fence. Finally we get back to the room and Steve starts ripping the living room apart screaming about people sleeping in there. Also screams no touching while I sleep and proceeds to starfish himself on the bed. The next morning Amy needed to be explained to why she was covered in grass. A lot of laughing happened towards Steve since he never gets that way. Well thanks for the patience of this long story. We had a blast hope you enjoyed.
Stay classy my friends,
Christi
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