(That’s Aaron’s design on the left, and Nathan’s on the right.)
So like I said yesterday, thanks to well-intentioned but ultimately misguided civic leaders, our boys (and some significant percentage of our neighborhood, it seems) trick-or-treated last night.
But the boys enjoyed the fall festival at church this afternoon, and we’re having good dinner (shrimp cocktail, quiche, and fresh fruit). That’s harvesty/autumny, right?
At least an official or two, like the Athens mayor (I’m pretty sure) and the superintendent of schools (maybe), proclaimed that we’d trick-or-treat tonight instead of tomorrow night.
Yeah, that’s not working out. It’s been dark for an hour, and I’ve answered the door four times. (We usually get 75-100 trick-or-treaters.) Lea took the boys, and they just stopped back by with some take, but not much.
There’s no good reason for this. I heard someone say something about schoolnight vs. non-schoolnight, but come on. Halloween occurs during the week all the time. Because it’s Sunday? Again, come on. We’re not sacrificing first-borns here.
So my traditional activity is watching House of 1000 Corpses, but as it’s Saturday night, I’m watching the Auburn/Ole Miss game instead. As we have very few guests, I have long stints of uninterrupted viewing. Figures the game wouldn’t be any good.
I guess we’ll do it again tomorrow night? Who knows?
As I write this 1,513th WmWms post, I find myself at the end of a week of a thousand small transitions. I think there is growth in most of them, so that’s good, but that something’s good doesn’t mean it’s not stressful. I’m tired tonight and looking forward to a good night’s sleep and some football tomorrow.
I was going to blog about something that happened to me tonight that gave me a pleasant little buzz. I tried for a while, but it always sounded pathetic.
Then I thought that maybe its patheticosity itself would be enough for critical mass. Ran it by Lea, and she said nah, you were right the first time; it’s not post-worthy. (See, I was thinking it’d be the kind of thing you could have a little fun with me over, but you know, you might instead just chuckle nervously and click away.)
So wow, you’re really getting screwed on your Friday night WmWms post, aren’t you? As always, if you are ever dissatisfied, you are entitled to a full refund of your purchase price.
There’s a Big East pillow fight on ESPN2. I’m having a Hopsecutioner IPA. The boys got to see me get lucky doing something stupid with electricity a little while ago, and then they got to hear me swear over it. So that’s win-win!
I hope you have a good weekend.
Know who’s hilarious? Liberals out of power, that’s who.
They’re already coming apart. Enjoy the fun, this week and (especially) next week, here:
Soon it will be time for Congress to begin the work of a generation. We must hold our representatives’ feet to the fire, reminding them how they were elected and demanding that they do everything in their power to undo the damage the Obama regime has inflicted upon the republic. There will be no time for extended gloating.
No harm in relishing the next ten or twelve days, though. Enjoy.
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