Halloween was a bit of a bust this year. Matt's been travelling an insane amount, and was away until the day before. I pulled out the Halloween stuff but couldn't motivate myself to do anything with it. Eve did some decorating, and of course there were her
fabulous mini-pumpkins. We managed to get the pumpkins carved Wednesday night after African drumming. Both kids went trick-or-treating with friends that are nearby but not next door, so we weren't really involved in that, which was fine, good even, because I was sick and Matt was jet-lagged, but it felt kind of sad. We had some really cute kids at the door, and the bigger kids were all polite and grateful. So I guess all the bases were covered, if barely, but I feel like I faked most of it.
To console myself (or possibly make myself weep for the next twelve-to-eighteen hours), I'm revisiting Halloweens past.
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Talk about weeping, I'm drinking wine and thinking about when I'll see you next and I don't KNOW and that makes me so sad. It's almost harder having met you in person because you're so awesome and why don't you live here? Wahhhhh.
Thanks Nicole. WAH.
You, on the other hand: ROCKING IT.