Happy Halloween

Ungh.

Head.

Hurts.

No, not a hangover. [Cue Arnold Schwartzeneger's voice: "Eet's NAUT a hanG-ohvah."] It must have been MSG in the food last night.

I really wanted to go to this cool event with a guest speaker on codes and ciphers at the Masonic Temple in Washington, D.C. this morning, but each time I walk by a window and get a shot of sunlight in my eyes, I wince from the pain in my head.

Rewinding a bit, we had a pretty nice Halloween in our new neighborhood last night. We had a block party at the end of our cul-de-sac with a lot of German beer, bratwurst, and sauerkraut.

My wife made some really good potato and leek soup and we brought styrofoam cups and spoons to serve it. I thought it was really good, but LW says I'm the only one who ate any. :-(

I only had two beers last night, so I'm thinking there must have been MSG in the bratwurst. I really should have played it safe and taken an imitrex as a prophylactic before I went to the party, or at least taken one before I went to bed last night. Shoulda coulda woulda.

YB loved his Batman costume.


But then he chickened out and decided he didn't want to go trick-or-treating. He stayed home with my wife handing out candy. Our next door neighbor's visiting grandma made YB's night by bringing some candy to him since he wasn't going out to get any. (Not that he couldn't just take some from the bowl of candy we were handing out mind you, it was just the act of someone else giving him candy.)

ES had previously declared he wanted to be a police man, and my wife bought him a police man costume. He changed his mind at the last minute though and said he wanted to go as a moving box.


He got a lot of laughs and compliments from people. We discovered the hard way that it really limited his field of vision. He had trouble going up and down steps to people's front doors. He also couldn't take the candy with one hand and put it into the bag in his other hand with his hands sticking out the opposite sides of the box. I told him he needed to hold his bag out for the people at the door to just put the candy in his bag for him. At one house, he dropped his bag on the ground, and it was sort of comical watching him try to pick it up. I walked up the driveway to go help him pick it up, but as I was walking toward him, he tried multiple different angles of attack and techniques to try and bend over to grab the bag, and he just couldn't make it.

I was impressed though. That's the most houses ES has hit in one night of trick-or-treating. We did almost all of our street and the next street over (both cul-de-sacs). He got quite the haul. I think the only reason he gave up was because it was too hard for him to hold the weight of all the candy in his bag out at a right angle from his body through the hole in the box.

Oh, want a laugh? My favorite Halloween costume this year is MetroDad's daughter, "Peanut." For some other really funny Halloween costumes, check this out.

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For those of you grandparents and other family and friends interested in such things, ES lost his second tooth this week.

You can already see the new tooth coming in behind where the baby tooth fell out.

It's SO tiny!

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Can anyone help me identify what the heck kind of bug this is? I'd NEVER seen one before we moved into this house, and I've caught three so far. Oddly, all three have been on the stairs.

Unidentified Alien Bug

I say "alien" bug because each time I see one of these things, it reminds me of one of the aliens in the movie Men in Black. You know - the one that's drinking coffee in the MIB headquarters when they first bring Will Smith in?

Alright, that's all for now. I need to go drink some more coffee and hang a couple of mirrors and some pictures.

I hope you all had a Happy Halloween.