So last year was the first year I have ever participated in any kind of Halloween festivities. Which meant I had the fun of trying to figure out what I wanted to dress up as. Know what I came up with? 80's girl. Come to find out, the 80's thing is a pretty blah thing to go as. Like I read on a website that it's one of those things you go as when it's a last minute thing you just throw together. And to think -- I was so excited and thought I was being so unique. Pathetic.
So anyway, October of last year was when I suspected that I was pregnant but wouldn't know until right before Halloween. As in, I got the positive pregnancy test and then we told everybody the next day at the party. I'm not good at secrets. But because I suspected that I was pregnant I told Carey that I should find a costume that was an oven with a bun in it. Eh...? Eh....? And then when everybody got to our house for the party I'd come out with that costume on and see how long it took for them to notice. Now tell me that that wouldn't have been awesome, dangit.
Of one thing I am fairly certain. Gable would have stood in the kitchen oblivious until someone pointed it out to him.
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