Trick or Treat!

I was Ben Franklin for Halloween this year.  Little Ina let me borrow all the clothing, as well as her wire-frame glasses and a skeleton key.  I made the kite out of a file folder, some knitting needles her dog, Mitzi, had chewed up, some tape, and a wire hanger.

I look amazingly like Ben Franklin in this getup.  Part of the uncanny resemblance comes from the fact that I have a very high forehead.  In fact, it has been said of my forehead (by me) that it “shineth like a beacon.”  I have spent the greater part of my life wishing I didn’t have to deal with the need for a frontal comb-over, but I must say that my forehead has brought a lot of humor into my life.  Today, for instance, I walked out of the office at 5, and a girl from the ad agency across the hall saw me.  She said, “Wow.  Just wow.  You know, if you look like Ben Franklin, you’ve just gotta own it.”  Hilarious words of wisdom right there.

Had a fabulous evening.  Q and her friends hung out here before and after trick-or-treating, and we ate and drank and talked and laughed with our friends (their parents and Lynette and Joe).  Took a voluntary day off the healthy eating plan and treated myself from the smorgasbord of goodies we laid out.  Pumpkin bread pudding?  Don’t mind if I do!

Daily Check-In:

  • I’m grateful! for all the food that people brought over tonight!  It was perfect.
  • I’m lighter! I cracked myself up with my costume today.  I wore it to work, wore it at home, wore it out trick-or-treating with the girls.  I had a wonderful time with my friends, too.

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