I'm a Halloweenie

So, I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to Halloween. I used to love horror movies. Now, when I try and watch them, they keep me up all night. I actually wake up in the middle of the night convinced that whoever or whatever I watched attacking people on the screen 5 hours ago is in my bedroom, ready to pounce the second I move. (The exception here is the movie Jaws, which is one of the top two movies ever made. Plus, it would be really weird if there were a 25 foot man eating shark hanging out in my bedroom in the middle of the night... ) Terrance and I are very different, in that I don't like to be scared just to be scared. I find gratuitous violence completely unnerving. And anything that deals with possession, demonic or otherwise? Forget it! But I do love the concept of the costume. I've already got a list in my brain of all of the things I can do to Logan before he's big enough to stand up for himself. I'm sure Terrance will veto them all so that we can dress him up like a little zombie every year, but we'll decide that when the time comes and he realizes that I'm not going to back down. :) I like the idea of dressing up as something you aren't and getting to pretend for an entire day. We went to a Halloween party over the weekend and I went as Medusa - black maxi dress, some exaggerated eye makeup and snakes in my hair (I didn't get any good pics though). I couldn't really pull that off for work, so I went this route. I bought the shirt at Goodwill and had everything else. 1 brown shirt + white puffy paint laces = a football costume suitable for a pregnant lady! Plus, since it involved a really comfy skirt and some comfy shoes, it was by far the most comfortable thing I have ever worn to work. Win-win!