Halloween
I am ready. I have a costume.
- It is not slutty (although totally shows off my super awesome pregnant boobs in a non-slutty way)
- It is very Halloweeny
- I won’t be too cold (because in my old age this actually factors into my costume selection)
- It involves wearing a wig
- And a hat
- And I get to carry around a big prop all night
In other words, it is perfect.
My Halloween involves a birthday dinner for Jen at the early time of 5pm so that she can go home to bed before the big MARATHON (!) day on Sunday, followed by parties and perhaps some bar hopping. Sans-alcohol.
