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Lots to Tell You

This afternoon and this evening were like two totally different days.  Now I have brain whiplash.

But tomorrow is the NaBloPoMo kickoff!  So you’ll have to wait for pictures and stories until then. 

I haven’t taken meds yet.  Might any minute, but not yet.

I do wish to add that I wish I was famous, not so that random people would be interested in me, but so I could go to parties where other famous people were and so I could hang out with them.  Just certain ones, but I’d love love love to know those certain ones well enough to laugh over a beer or something.

I quoted Eddie Izzard in my online class.  Is that wrong?

Fuck it. 

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A Most Favorite Holiday

Happy Halloween!

In celebration of this wonderous and glorious feast of Our Lord of the Candycorn, I’d like to share with you two amusing stories.

The first is from my friend, Lizzie, who works with the DOD in Washington.

I saw a guy dressed up as a ghost (sheet over his head) at a neighborhood parade on Sunday and was horrified that someone would dress up as a woman in a burqa for Halloween. Then we saw a kid dressed up as the Borg and I was even more horrified that someone would let their kid dress up as a suicide bomber. “This is a remarkably political parade!” I remarked to Boy. He said, “No, you’re just not very bright.” True!

Story number two:  Last night Wallace and I were making scary ghosts to hang from our awning using white plastic bags.  I did the cutting and tying, Wallace did the stuffing and drawing of facial features.  He drew two eyes, a wide, gaping maw, and then insisted that I turn them over so that with a few deft squiggles they each had excellent hair.

Look out!  It’s the ghost of Fabio!

Here’s hoping you get enough candy to make you totally sick my friends.  Happy Halloween!

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Change of Plan

Wallace has, apparently, been telling his teachers that for Halloween he’s going to be a chocolate chip cookie.

While that would, indeed, have been an awesome costume, I’m afraid he’s let me know a bit late and we’ve poured all our effort into being Fireman Sam.  Bob the Builder is a reasonable backup, but we will not be last-minute cobbling a chocolate chip cookie costume.

That kid.  I swear.

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Protected: A Highwire Act After Several Tequila Shots

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Too Sexy for My Hair
Soul Knitting and a Halloween Song

Thanks for hanging with me, those of you who are hanging.  Today is better.  I’m having desperate moments (talking to my mom today was enough to take me to 11 on the hysteriameter, just because she’s my mom and you’re allowed to do that with your moms), but between the hysteria I’m feeling better.  I’ve laughed a little more today and spent more time with Wallace.  I’m less fractured.  Also the GINKs are subsiding a bit.

It might be bad again at night, because it’s always worse at night, but right now I’m hanging in there.

And the best Halloween Song EVER is one sung by an enthusiastic three year old that lives with us.  It must be sung full-volume and more at a scream than a note.  It goes like this:

“PUMPKINS ARE EVERYWHERE!  PUMPKINS ARE EVERYWHERE! PUMPKINS ARE EVERYWHERE!  PUMPKINS ARE EVERYWHERE!”

Just keep singing along those lines and you’ve got it.  Delight your family and amuse your friends.  It sure amuses me!

PUMPKINS ARE EVERYWHERE!

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Protected: Bella’s Wednesday Wellness Post About Honesty

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The Blessings of the Internets

People who are not familiar with the interconnectivity of the internet can be very put off by it.  Folks who didn’t grow up with how easy it is to find one another and how easy it is to talk to one another often feel invaded.  Me, I feel freed.

Are there weirdos on the internets?  Yes.  I have met them.  They are weird.  They can hide for a time, but in my experience they eventually show gigantic red-flag behavior, the same as the guy you talk to on the bus and suddenly two minutes into the conversation you know that you must stop talking to this individual right now.

Everyone I’ve met online in real life, however, has been just awesome.  You know how I am here?  Yeah, that’s how I am everywhere; meatspace or electronic.  MoVo or Spartus or Kate or any number of persons here can confirm it, just ask ‘em, and they are themselves in real life as well. 

There is fear in being as exposed as we are today, but there is also freedom.  I’m still working on responding to Bella’s Honesty post, and have some more to say about the freedom of truth there, but it’s giving me trouble.  I’m squirming a little.  I’ll get it up soon.

ANYHOW…

What I really wanted to tell you is how this amazingly cool thing called the internet can help you to meet amazingly cool people like, Riley’s Mom.

Rei from Texas is someone who’s blog I read regularly with no recollection about how I started reading her blog.  Mostly her blog is gorgeous pictures of her boy, Riley, and his awesomeness and the awesomeness of their days.

When I was prattling on about Noddy and Fireman Sam and Yo Gabba Gabba, Rei was reading and she taped about seven Fireman Sam episodes and a few Yo Gabba Gabbas and posted them to us, free of charge, along with some Thomas stickers, Halloween washable tattoos, a lovely card, and a note on the bubble envelope that read:

“Random fact of the day from Riley: ‘A planet is much, much, much bigger than a hippopotamus’”

Hot DAMN!  Do you know people as cool as the people I know?  Hell, look who I’m talking to.  You are as cool as the people I know!

Last night Wallace watched all of the Fireman Sam episodes and two of the Yo Gabba Gabba episodes; if I could describe his face when he saw the YGG guy and said, “I listen to the ‘wiggles’ one?” and I said, “I don’t know which episode this is!  I don’t know if they have the wiggles one!” and then just at that moment the Hold Still song came on the television, well, it was Christmas early at our house is what.

People as a group are assholes, but indivdual persons can be worth their weight in gold. Rei is one of those gold persons. 

Thank you so much, Rei and Riley!  You made our month!

xoxoxo

KP

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