Knock knock...

Dance invitations and answers are a whole adventure 

in and of themselves where we live. 

I often think, it wasn't like this when I was growing up

 50 years ago in Idaho. 

I don't know if that's because it was 50 years ago

 or if that's because it was Idaho.   ;)

Here are a few of the twigs invitation/answer adventures. 

The whole goal seems to be anonymity. 
Well, that is until the "puzzle" part of the invitation gets solved.
Keeping that anonymity causes one to do some crazy things!

Our girlie left this invitation after dark one evening on a friend's porch.

The letters of her first and last name were written on the "cuties."

Then the crazy began!!!!! 

Amidst mounds of ice and snow in the middle of winter, 
she and Hunter knocked and ran..... nothing happened. 

 Hunter is so nice and he's super fast so he kindly
 climbed the steps to the porch and rang again 
but no one came to the door. 

A third time, Hunter climbed the steps to the porch 

and reached out his hand to knock.

Right then a car pulled up in front of the house

and the front door swung open. 

Hunter dived into the shadows and the intended young man came out the door

 but not to answer it, he came out to move his pick-up truck.

 He stopped for just a second 

and looked at the signs and box of cuties 
but the car that just pulled up honked 
so he went to his truck.

 If he had walked around the front of his truck 

he would have tripped right over Hunter who was hiding there in the shadows.

 That would have been a sight!   :)

 Luckily he went around the back of his truck

 and backed it out instead of running over Hunter! 

The young man's mom and sister were in the car that had pulled up

 and he was moving the truck out of their way 

so they could pull their car in the driveway. 

Again Hunter almost got squished, 

this time by the car. 

The Mr. and I were sitting in our car in the dark, 

just down the street, watching all the craziness. 

We could see Hunter sneaking around a third car

 parked in the driveway when the pick-up truck came around the corner.

The young man had just driven it around the block 

and was parking it in the driveway again. 

A third time now, Hunter almost got squished in the driveway. 

The young man had seen someone 

when he pulled the truck back into the driveway 

but by the time he got out to see who it was, 

Hunter had taken off down the street. 

The mom and sister were on the front porch 

looking at the invitation and oranges.

Our girlie was hiding in bushes watching the craziness too. 

What a lucky girl to have a brother willing to be her stunt man!

This next invitation was pretty much the opposite of the first one. 

This was another of our girlie's invitations. 

This young man's front door was all glass

 and there was a light on in the front room. 

Despite the lights, 

the twigs weren't concerned 
when they went to the front porch. 

They could hardly get people to answer doors, remember?

So although they were dressed in black, and were being quiet,

 they weren't thinking about getting caught in the act.  

They walked up the front step, 

barely set the posters and balloons down

when in an instant the door came flying open 

and out jumped the intended young man onto the front porch!!!!!

Hunter took off running around the house. 

and our girlie hid on the side of the front porch. 

The young man just kept mumbling something about "I'm so sorry" 

and "this is so awkward, oh man this is so awkward." 

He gathered the things off of the porch and took them inside. 

Turns out he thought it was some doorbell ditcher friends 

of his little brother's and he was going to catch them. 

Catch them he did!   :)

A few weeks ago, this was left on the doorstep for Hunter.

He answered the invitation with this. 

He left it on her front porch, rang the bell, 
and disappeared into the bushes. 

 She came out, looked around, 

gathered the balloons and note, went back inside and 

flashed her front porch lights off and on, off and on. 

No crazy this time, just cute.   :)