Allow me to introduce the clown I married...





This would be the Dragonfly family Halloween outing. Lemme just point out the fact that I have an unholy fear of clowns ... I'm just sayin'. Scary nightmares for me last night ... well, except for:





The spoils of Halloween.
With the kids safely in their candy induced comas, me an the clown did some chemical relaxin' ... and pillaging of the kidlett's candy :) ... in the name of safety, of course.


Well ... Halloween under our belts (quite literally, I'm afraid) on to my FAV holiday ... bring on HO HO!!


   

Comments

Spot said…
mmm...halloween drinks, I mean, candy!!! Lol. The pic was too cute. Although, I also detest clowns.

Glad you had a good one...
♥Spot
November 1, 2009 at 1:17 PM
Danica-Dragonfly said…
Just wanna point out that my eldest child is dressed as a GHOST and not a Klan member (as it was so eloquently pointed out by a member of my family - it appeared)

A GHOST! With a glow stick around her neck ... honest ... eeesh!
November 1, 2009 at 1:23 PM
Anonymous said…
disturbing. but not-as-freaky as a smiling clown. those are the worst.

and we have the same chairs. think of my butt when you're at the dinner table (preferably during dessert)
November 1, 2009 at 1:52 PM
Danica-Dragonfly said…
Did I need a reason to think of your butt??

My bad :)

Obviously a man of discerning taste ... at least in chairs :)
November 1, 2009 at 2:03 PM
Mark Price said…
So...which one of your neighbors was handing out the Capt. Morgans? I wanna trick or treat their house every night!
November 1, 2009 at 3:28 PM
Cynica Sarcastamos said…
Fun photo!
(oooooh - I like your clown...)
November 1, 2009 at 4:55 PM
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