that's not to say "haha" like the dude i used to date placed at the end of every single text message he ever sent me {hello red flag}.
it's ha HA! like yes! or sucka! or haHA i won the company chili cook-off again this year! twice!
second place winner for the vegetarian chili i made at the request of my vegetarian office mate.
and first place for holly's mom's white chicken chili. another first time recipe i totally lucked out on.
{the recipe is currently scribbled on the back of a receipt.... and all over the front, too. it's long. with lots of direction. i'll post it soon. it's award winning, after all!}
do you see the street signs back there? the yellow caution school zone sign my co-workers made me that literally translates to "i love drunk dads with multiple small children"? that was a gift from my co-workers after an unfortunate dating situation with a shell of an eligible bachelor who was secretly a drunk with two small children.
these are the perks of working with transportation engineers.
my win is laughable to me. like, it's a joke at this point, right? every year i make chili.... for the sake of there being enough to go around. and every year when they ask what my chili is called, i tell them it doesn't need a name because it doesn't need to be judged.
but no one listens.
and this year i have two trophies to show for it.
and now i'm going to stop talking about it for fear of boasting.
let's talk costumes.
i had a meeting with a city manager this afternoon.
that limited the wildness of my costuming.
this might be the first halloween in 15 years that i didn't sport fake eyelashes and red lips.
but i did skate by with a homemade t-shirt in the likes of a wide-ruled piece of paper.
tutorial here.
it was easy, it was harmless, it wasn't gawk-worthy while visiting someone else's office, and it was comfortable.
that's more than i can say about every other halloween costume i've ever worn.
these are my people.
beth the witch + mo the iron chef.
hardy har har.
happy halloween friends!
i'm running away to a co-workers house to avoid my own! call me the bah-humbug neighbor, but i've never passed out candy in all the years i've lived in my house!
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