We never get any trick-or-treaters because we live in the actual woods, which one would THINK would add to the ambience, but no. Every year we buy candy just in case, which I am failing to resist despite my middle aged fear of bloodwork results, so I am currently both the witch and her victim

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I hate eighteenth centuryist Halloween. What do you mean you’re Mary Tofts, the English woman who, in 1726, convinced the medical establishment that she gave birth to rabbits.

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I passed the bar in Saskatoon

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My youngest made me agree to be the Morticia to her Wednesday Addams for Halloween. A cheap wig and costume from Spirit later, and I think I did okay. Not pictured: the three attempts at dramatic eyeshadow that I completely failed at and had to wipe off.

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The veil is thin. Now is a good time to say something mean about Kissinger

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