I love any excuse to get dressed up; so when I got the invitation to a Halloween party in the middle of October, of course I jumped on it. Funny thing is, I didn’t take a single picture, but that’s no problem. I wore the same costume I wore at the last Austin Writers Roulette: the avenging angel.
At this point, I’ve got so many costume accessories that I can mix and match and come up with something–such as the avenging angel getup. What’s so funny is that people thought the boot was part of the costume until I hobbled from my seat to get something, which didn’t happen often. Once I sat with my leg propped up, I was down for the count.
The best thing is the crowd was accommodating and joined me in the living room to talk. I like small parties where it’s possible to get to know other people who are also interesting enough to make it worth the effort. I hate to be a snob, but there are some people in the world who don’t travel, read book or have any interesting hobbies to hold my attention during a conversation. Thank goodness none of those people were at that small Halloween party!
I made a pumpkin cheesecake, but noticed once I got arrived that very few people had bothered to bring anything. I think I’m the only one who did not know the hosts, thanks to the joys of meetup. One of the hosts is a chef and her spread was both imaginative and delicious. I think most people just brought drinks to share because they concluded why bother with food when there’s a chef hosting a party?
I, on the other hand, was happy to place my dessert among her creative creations. Besides, I had a second invitation at a nearby house where I shared my cheesecake. I hobbled in and no one recognized me until I spoke. Since the second party’s theme was “fall salsa,” I was out of place being in costume and having a boot. Nonetheless, they were just finishing dinner and moved the table to the side when I finished with my sample plate of meat and cheese. I sipped wine on the sidelines while couples danced.
Once again, I had other people to talk to. It’s so fantastic not to be invisible, especially since everything takes me an extra effort to do.
I return to the doctor this coming Friday. I want to be cleared to kick the knee walker to the curb and return to yoga. If all goes as planned, I will return to bikram yoga next Sunday and resume my thrice a week practice. I’m hoping that along with pain management, yoga will eliminate the swelling so I won’t have to prop of my foot when I’m sitting. Those little physical improvements will go a long way in my overall happiness.