murray landed us in jail

Well, okay, not really, but it wasn't for lack of trying. We were out for our last walk of the evening around midnight when two guys on bikes came around the corner. As they approached us, I realized they were police officers and breathed a sigh of relief. Murray, on the other hand, didn't care who they were, he just wanted a piece of them. So, there I was trying to get control of my little snarling puppy, who was on the end of a 16-foot leash, and there were the cops not a foot past the end of it. Lucky for Murray, they didn't take him too seriously. They just road by saying, "look at that big attack dog...hahaha." If they only knew.

In other related news, my friend Kathy also tried to get me arrested...for drunk and disorderly conduct this time. Though, I guess they can't really arrest you for being drunk on laughter.

We were at her house last Sunday evening just finishing playing a game when she asked, "What should we do next?" While I and her other friend were himming and hawing, Kathy got it into her head that she wanted to do something Halloween-ish. Mind you, it was nearly 8pm, on a Sunday, and anything that was happening on that day was pretty much over. That's when she decided we should get something to put in our hair and walk down the main street of a local town. Friend #2 bailed on the idea, but I was game. What else does a 40-something single female have to do on a Sunday night?

After about the 4th store, we were starting to lose hope that we'd ever find what we were looking for. It was only 3 days before Halloween, after all, and all the good stuff was long gone. But then we happened upon a K-Mart and found the only two remaining hair bands with bats attached to springy things in the entire state of New Jersey (see picture of the strange lady to the left).

We parked the car and made our way to Main Street on foot, giggling all the way. Our first encounter was with a couple hidden in a piazza-like alcove outside a restaurant. They were too busy playing kissy-face to even notice us. We continued on and finally reached our destination, Main Street USA...bright lights, large sidewalks, stores on either side of the road. And practically no people. Ugh. How disappointing.

We decided to walk a block or two anyway, because then at least we could say we accomplished our mission...a boring one, but one nonetheless. That's when we spotted him, a man walking towards us. Finally, someone was gonna see us with our springy bat thingies on our heads. And he didn't disappoint. "Nice costumes, ladies" he said as he walked on by. A fit of giggles ensued. He just made our night. It caused us to become more daring.

"C'mon, let's go into that Starbucks over there," I said to Kathy. "Umm, ok" she replied enthusiastically (NOT). I only had to pry her fingers a little off the door to get her to go inside. We stepped up to the counter to place our order, and no one even batted an eye (no pun intended) at what was atop our heads, not even the bunch of teenagers milling around. Though, I'm sure at least one of them took a picture of us with their cell phone, which will make an appearance on their My Space page as what they will never be caught doing when they reach our age.

We sat outside enjoying our Pumpkin Lattes and giggling over the silliness of the night. It'll definitely stay in our memory banks longer than if we had just stayed at her house playing another game or watching a video. Lesson learned: Act silly...it brings you joy.