A sordid Oktoberfest tale

So, like I was saying, even though we had (and still sorta have) a sick household over the weekend, the night out on Saturday was totally worth it.  Amy and I rarely get to go out together so we like to enjoy ourselves when we do.  Sometimes a little too much.

It went like this...

It was a dark and snowy night.  (Seriously.  This was taken from our living room window.)

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My wife, demure, staid woman that she is, sits politely, sips her beer and gnaws complacently on the pretzel worn tastefully around her neck.

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She starts to whoop it up and wears other people's hats.

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I hang out with Ateker and James, enjoying my own pretzel and the cacophonous accompaniment of my cow bell.  (James,  in the middle, has a wife who's five months pregnant and they're also in the midst of building a new house -- hence, the attempt on his own life.  Death by pretzel.)

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Katie whispers something conspiratorial in Amy's ear.  I don't know what it is.  Yet.

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Moments later, I realise what is about to happen as three sirens sit poised.

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I reel in righteous outrage and futilely try to bolster my wounded sense of propriety as...

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...my wife and Jo are handled inappropriately by Jenn.  They all do their best to conceal their feelings of shame.  (Photo slightly cropped.)

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In a serendipitous moment of poetic perfection, Chilliwack takes the stage and performs My Girl (Gone Gone Gone).  The crowd goes wild.

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Friend Gavin approaches my wife, idly wondering if she'd like to go and hang out with his wife for a bit.  You know, just to do whatever.  (Amy's not sitting down there, he really is that tall.)

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Realising what a cool night it's really been, I accept what  has happened and, in a rather zen moment, embrace the feelings of loving fraternity permeating the conference centre.  SCORE!

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(Tomorrow: Declan trick-or-treating in his turtle costume!)

Comments

[marian]

Thank you. That was excellent. I really NEEDED to see the whole sordid tale.

[Mark]

Great photo essay on an evening out. Sans kids. Wow, even in French, it sounds good.

I feel a date night coming on. Hey, Grammy! You been missing Ben?

[Moksha Gren]

A fine kick-off, Simon, for your post-a-day marathon. Nice to know how such a sordid event happened...but I have to say...it was almost better when I had to imagine ;)

[TerriTorial]

Great pictures. I really need a night out like that..It's been too long.

And my little man was a turtle too!!!! And he was quite pissed when people called him a dinosaur!

[rick]

You're a dab hand at the graphic novella form, Si.

TerriTorial is right: just seeing that gash clanjamfrie thrang wi' their pennywheep makes you want to enjoy a night like that, too.

Have fun with that.

This month should be lots of fun....

[Alvis]

The picture of the three women in the second picture is totally hawt!

I really like the first picture of the snowy evening. We don't get such scenes here. :(