I Love/Hate Cats and Halloween

For Halloween this year, Lisa and I we're invited to our friends house for a little get together. She and I went as a cute old couple. She was the man and I was the woman. We purchased our costumes at Goodwill, mashing together what we thought old people would wear. I chose a nice blue dress that looked straight from the set of Little House on the Prairie, along with shoes, hat , purse, and a wig. Lisa did the same for her part of the costume. Anyway, getting back to the party, it was a pretty thoughtful affair involving decorations, food, cocktails, and music and of course, what party would be complete without Jell-o shots! I was having a great time at the party, making people laugh with my "Old Lady Voice" and walking around acting confused. About an hour into the party, my throat became scratchy so I took off my shall, thinking I might be allergic to it. I continued drinking and having a good time but my symptoms got way worse. The culprit was not the shall, it was the 3 cats they had! About three hours into the party I was sneezing, coughing, and blowing my nose and the last ten minutes we were there I lost my voice. Unbelievable. My friends band had played earlierin the night at a bar called "The Brink" so Lisa and I decided to get the hell out of that apartment and go see if my friends were still there. In the car, driving to the bar, I immediately started to feel better, I stopped sneezing, my nose started to clear up but, I still had no voice and my chest felt like it was being cinched tight with a belt. Now that I think about it though, that could have been the bra I was wearing. We arrived at the bar and had to pay 7 dollars each at midnight to see the band that was playing. They were not worth 7 dollars.... The costumes at The Brink were fantastic! Trying to get a drink at this place was not however. 45 minutes for a miller lite. ridiculous.