BOO!

I don't care if all of these are always the same. I don't care how many times I see a kid scream when the pumpkin headed scarecrow comes to life, I still laugh out loud. Hopefully you do too.




BTW - Based on the state of my complexion these days, I think I'll be going as a Crack Whore this Halloween. All I need is a pipe, some baking soda, a few dirty kids and I'm good to go.

My morning face

My five year old let me know on Halloween that the neighbors had a jack 'o lantern that looked like "my morning face." Meaning me. My face.

I couldn't wait to see it. I couldn't wait so much it took me until a half hour ago to walk down there and look. Here it is:

When I asked him what part of it reminded him of me, he replied "all of it."

How funny would it be if I asked the neighbors for it, cut the bottom out, and was wearing it on my head when he came down for breakfast tomorrow? Muahh ahhh ahhh!