We spent Friday night with a group of terror loving friends at Terror in the Corn.
Talk about great times, we started the evening at Waterloo in dowtown Louisville; a happening little bar & grill on main street. Everyone threw back a burger and a few beers to fight off the cold and fear. It was my intention to only go for the beers and food, and drop Sam for the terror part. But after 5 minutes of coaxing in the parking lot of the corn farm, I finally caved. The only downfall, I was wearing my new expensive MaryJane shoes. The heels did not lend themselves well to an uneven corn field, especially if I needed to run for my life.
I survived the scary parts and spent the next two hours hobbling in heels around in the real corn maze with my chin tucked tightly in my jacket, apparently, corn doesn't do much for insolation in the middle of a field at night.
GOOD TIMES ! :)

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