Trick or treat, friends and the Flinstones

This morning, my two friends and I woke up to the sound of rain falling on the deck and lake outside the house we rented. Then we all went back to sleep. What a great day stay in bed as long as we wanted - especially after last nights outing to the midnight Halloween Drag Queen show.

But it's a good thing I was so tired. Yeah, the mattresses here are squeaky slabs of concrete with a layer of foam on top. I'm so feeling for Wilma Flinstone! If anyone had sex on my bed, the entire neighborhood would hear it!

The outskirts of Hurricane Sandy kept it rainy and dreary here all day. And we had the best time ever. Once we finally dragged ourselves out of our squeaky-hard beds, we cooked breakfast together, debated the upcoming presidential election and worked on our novels. And we're still great friends!

I'm the luckiest girl on the planet. Since I've been single, I have a renewed appreciation for friends. I mean the real ones. The ones who put up with your nonsense and stupid behavior. The ones you can be moody or outgoing around. No matter what, they still love you. You stay friends in spite of all the tricks and treats and the quirks and rough edges.

And I miss my friends at home too. Tonight's the big Halloween dress up night, and I've been hearing about costume plans for days. Yesterday was one friend's birthday and tomorrow is another's. I hope the tricks and treats are the fun kind. But I'll be glad to be home for Tuesday sushi night to catch up everything.

Tonight we're having dinner at the hottest place in town. The best reservation available two weeks ago were 10 o'clock. The rain has moved on and it's a beautiful night. And we're starving!

It's a perfect night for making new memories. Make your tricks clever and your treats yummy, and tell us about them all!

Love to the single girls,
Addison