I just figured out what I want to be for Hallowe'en next year, so I'd better get crackin' on finding some friends so I can show someone...

Also, yesterday I told this girl at work that I was thinking about being my grandma in the '70s because I had a paisley dress and a short curly black wig, so she said she was disappointed this morning when I didn't wear it to work. Sorry. So I told her about the time when I was working at the refugee center and one of the other teachers and I decided to dress like old ladies one random work-day. We wore awesome old lady dresses and orthopedic shoes and the students thought we were nuts. I think Missy was pretty much like, yeah that sounds like something you'd do. I don't even remember what I was telling them the other day, but she was just like, you're so weird. Yeah, sounds about right. But I aim to please.

And finally, apparently the other day, when my head hurt so badly that I thought my eyeball was going to explode(old school migraine for me), that when I was pressing on my brow bone to make it feel moderately better, I pressed so hard that I have a bruise there today. Good job, self.