|This is what our living room looks like whenever Mike gets ready to go somewhere with the Guard - a sea of camo.|
Also, it’s Halloween – and that means candy. Since we don’t have kids and we’re of the “turn-out-the-lights-and-hide-in-the-basement-during-the-designated-trick-or-treat-hour” ilk, we don’t have to worry about candy at home. But my “we-have-a-metric-shit-ton-of-candy-and-my-children-will-bring-even-more-home-so-please-dear-god-don’t-let-me-eat-ALL-the-candy”coworkers bring in their excess treats and plant them around the office so that they are simply unavoidable. (They jump right into my hands, unwraps themselves, and hop into my mouth… Unavoidable, I tell ya.)
Oh, the nutritional perils of hurricanes and Halloween!
|This is actually my friend Megan's treat-holder. She's a "hide-in-the-basement" type too - but this was just so stinkin' cute, she had to put it out and I agree!|