See my little Halloween kitty? She was a cutie-pie, and she had a great Halloween. Class parties, trick-or-treating, parties with cousins - good times. And I refuse to turn this blog into a rant on our school's refusal to allow costumes, or Halloween parties, or the district's ban on the word "party" (it's a "celebration" or "festivity".) We have "vocabulary hats" - pick a word and design a hat, then they have a parade. I was irritated - at first - but we had fun decorating the hat, and I didn't have to send her costume in. More candy than could possibly be eaten was collected (and thrown away, but don't tell the kids), and I dressed up as a gypsy fortune teller and told fortunes in my driveway as I handed out candy for an hour. Then I got bored and went to the party.
The Studmuffin and I celebrated our lucky 13th anniversary on Monday. Wow. And it only feels like 12 1/2.
I have a lot on my mind right now, and my ability to string sentences together is beginning to fail, so I'm going to cut my losses and go for now. Happy dreams!
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