1. Lumpyhead somehow managed to set his alarm clock to 3:06am, a fact I discovered just as I was dozing off again after Lumpyhead came into our room. He was whimpering about something or other and instead of sending him back to bed as I should, I lazily let him snuggle under my arm. So while he lay sleeping in my bed, I ran haphazardly around the upper level of our house with my heart pounding, trying to figure out what that goddamn noise was. Smoke detector? Nope. Carbon monoxide detector? Nope. Something outside? Nope, it's coming from Lumpyhead's room and OH MY GOD YOU MUST BE FUCKING KIDDING ME.
Let's prevent that from happening again, shall we?
2. What time does Trick-or-Treating start on Saturday? I was really happy that Halloween fell on the weekend this year - no Halloween night rush hour traffic, which sucks as much as mary jane peanut butter kisses [and for those of you who are about to comment "I LOVE peanut butter mary janes" don't even bother. They're gross, I hate them, and I've always hated them. If you love them so much, I'll trade you all your milk duds for my mary janes. There, see? You don't love them so much now, do you?] - but this "Halloween on a weekend" nonsense means I'm uncertain about when is too early to send my crew to the neighbors' houses and when I should prepare for little goblins to come to my door and holy shit. Now I've got to have three costumes ready by the morning of Halloween Fucking Eve for the preschool costume parade, and, well, All Hallow's Eve Eve is just wrong.
Dicknostril.
(That's my new favorite word. Beth gave it to me. You like it?)
I guess dicknostril makes three things. You're welcome.
Oh, and I got a new camera. I tried to take a picture of Nathan Jr with a blond wig on his head and he cried. I blame you for making the baby cry.
Wow, I'm cranky today. That's probably your fault, too. But you may be able to foist the blame onto Lumpyhead's alarm clock pretty easily.
Nobody half-asses it like me.
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Alarm clock incident and blond wig making baby cry - those have both happened here more than once. The wig thing, at least three times. We just don't learn.
I love your blog! It makes me laugh so hard.
What is a Mary Jane Peanut Butter Kiss? Are those the peanut buttery/caramelish blobs that come in orange or black wrappers? I *do* actually like those, although not enough to give up any Milk Duds. You can have all my candy corn and anything that contains coconut.
Also ... "dicknostril" FTW!!
Thank god you asked about trick or treat. I'm thinking I need to be ready 3 PM and just sit there.
Maybe we should make drinks for the adults?
Trick or Treating usually starts around 6pm in my neighborhood, though your mileage may vary. With your little guys, you may want to start at 5:30.
We have some very awesome neighbors that will band together if they live on a court and set up one large treat station handling the whole court. This includes not only candy for the kids, but usually a few adult beverages (mulled wine is a popular choice), and have a little fire pit set up they'll sit around. Just an idea you might want to consider if you want to become the "Coolest Neighbors Ever."
(We've also teamed up with some other neighbors to go trick or treating, and the neighbors pulled a wagon with a cooler full of beer. Definitely helps make the evening festive!)
I have no opinion on peanut butter mary janes, but until this moment I never knew what they were called. (of course I googled to see a picture)
Trick or Beer begins at dusk. R2D2 is ready.
Dude. What did I do?
Also, trick or treating starts as soon as the first kid shows up.
You have babies, you can go whenever you want. I'd say 5:00 or after.
Also, I read Steve's answer and so I'll be in YOUR neighborhood around 3:00. So be ready with the Milk Duds and tell Steve I like Sierra Nevada.
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