The silly things I sometimes do...

I just sucked the remaining helium out of a balloon that I was given for my birthday. Too bad nobody is around because my voice sounds SOOO funny! hahahah! I love simple joys.

On another silly note, I dressed up as a super hero this week. The event was a friend's birthday party. Everyone was invited to wear a super hero costume. I'm not usually one to get dressed up, but for some reason I got really excited about this one. Thanks to my sister, I had a rad costume including a cape, bandit eyes, leotard, tights, boots, and to top it off, a super-power belt with a C on it -- C for Charlee Amazing. I crimped my hair and layered on the super-hero-ness make up (about 20 more more dips in the powder than usually).

I showed up at the party Elle Woods style. All dressed up, but somehow I missed the memo that "super hero costumes" mostly consist of people's favorite super-hero t-shirt or silly hair and make up with little boy spider man tighty-whities over tight pants. hahaha! Let's just say, I won the prize. Check out the costume:

Being in this costume made me feel some sort of transformation - it made my imagination go crazy! Think of all the super powers you would want to have. First of all, I would want to be able to go invisible. And, it would be so cool to have lasers that came out of my eyes, or to have an iron fist, or to be able to scale buildings and run from roof top to roof top. Or imagine being able to breath under water or make everything freeze - that's cool. With all of these possibilities running through my head, I was not finished when the party was over.

Sooooo...

My roommate drove the get away car. We rallied around the neighborhood, stopping at random houses of friends. I flashed through their back doors and ran through the house, exiting into the night without a word.

The crowning moment of the night: the soccer fields! There's a park near my house with stadium lighting. Rain or shine, day or night, there are games going on.

We pulled up and I sneaked off into the trees so as not to be seen. I watched carefully as the get away car rolled into position. I scanned the vicinity looking for the best approach.

Then the moment of glory - With my arm triumphantly pointing ahead, I bolted like the speed of lighting (well, as fast as lightning could go if it were wearing three inch healed black go-go boots that sunk into the grass like a cleat) across the field mid-game. Heads turned, gasps were heard, and flash - then I was gone.

The next day at work, I had a strange recollection of the night before. hahah! Seriously, did I do that?!?!? Can anyone say, Nacho Libre?!?!