Yesterday, I went to P.E.O. where my sisters cheerfully greeted me with warm birthday wishes! Then I had to delicately inform them that it was not my birthday. Due to a typo, my birthday was erroneously listed as November 1. I told them that I intend to fully expend these last few weeks of my 40s. They were fine with that and sang to me anyway.
Halloween came and went on Friday. We had just enough candy. I've noticed the trick-or-treat traffic has dwindled a bit over the last few years. I'm not sure if it's because the neighborhood is getting older, or trick-or-treating in general is waning. Maybe both.
Probably the cutest costume I saw was our 12-year-old neighbor girl. She was with her little sisters and dressed as a baby - wearing footie pajamas with a pacifier clipped to them and carrying a teddy bear. As I was doling out the treats, I noticed that the teddy bear was smiling and looking around. It was the girls' little brother, born last May!
He was more of a costume embellishment than an actual trick-or-treater, but he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself. His teddy bearness did include straps for his sister's shoulders, otherwise it might've been a chore to keep that costume intact.
Remember that messy hill photo from last week? We were hoping to get our stones delivered this week, but a mistake was made that has delayed the delivery. The girl who calculated and wrote down my order specs seemed quite ditzy, I think the ditziness has been confirmed. Next week?
For this week's imagery, I'll share this photo that a facebook friend of mine from the hometown posted. I found it rather synchronous .
Maybe she's not crying anymore.