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(I linked in Bitches before we watched City of Lost Children, so you may've seen 'em.)

When she's old enough, I'm so totally dressing her as Miette.

Damn, Casper Bunny just broke something in me, she's so beautiful. I just want to wrap her in cotton wool or keep her in a tower or something to protect her from the world.

So many adorable children. Too cute.

I have 2 people working for me tomorrow! (When I last posted I had none) Woohoo! Now there is a slight chance that I'll actually get this show done.

I am thoroughly disappointed in Memphis. Beale Street was deader than I've ever seen it at night, and the premiere gay nightclub had like 6 cars in the parking lot at 11pm on Halloween. And the tiny handful of people I saw milling about chose "club kid" as their costume theme.

Fortunately I knew about the Beauty Shop (a theme restaurant/bar) which was full of costumed funloving folks and had a DJ spinning great 80s dance music. My costume was a big hit, got lots of compliments, and a free coke at Burger King. (In other news, the Spicy Tendercrisp Bacon Cheddar Ranch sandwich is a stick of butter away from being The Simpsons' Good Morning Burger. Ugh.)

My favorite trick or treat moment was the woman who was saying, "This is like Queens, New York! This is how it should be! They've got sidewalks here!" I guess most of North Carolina does not live up to her trick-or-treating standards.

I have to take the day off work, and I have very little vacation time. But the nanny is taking her mother for a 4-hour GI procedure and mr. flea has jury duty. Life!!

Happy November! I started out my morning by eating some leftover Good & Plenty, so I'm going to pretend the sugar rush can zoom me through the morning.

go sugar.

do to car issues that would be car issues only a few days a year- I have to take DH to BART at 430. My body - which often wakes up at this time for no good reason - is confused. So is the cat.

Name-of-Deity-Taken-in-Vain here, I'm missing trick-or-treaters. I was so out of it last year that it feels like this is the first year we didn't do Halloween. I miss all the kidlets in costume, and setting up the graveyard, and chatting with the neighbor families.

Annabel is absolutely beautiful. Great costume too!

And, in honor of November, today was the Christmas Bazaar at the embassy. It did remind me that Mallory needs a stocking, which teared me and the DH up.

That deserves a definite Awwwwww! from here.

That is an aww moment.

My nephew has way too many stockings. I think it is the hazard of being born Christmas Eve. At the Ft. Hood hospital, they had a standard issue one. Then the nurses got him one. And of course, in the scramble of his early arrival my mother got him one. And his other grandmother, who was en route, had also brought one (thinking it wouldn't be used until the next year, since he wasn't due until January.)

Scary thing is, between the doting overboard grandparents, all get filled.

I actually think some of my rebellion against receiving christmas gifts of late is born of the excess that is showered on the kid. His mom is pretty sensible though, and rotates the stock in and out of play, and as soon as he starts losing interest, it is garage saled or donated. But still. So much stuff.

This morning's commute was sponsored by Baltimore drug busts drive through!

I was born at 5 AM on the day after Christmas, so the nurses presented me to my Mom in a red Christmas stocking. You would have thought my Mom would have been all sentimental and saved the stocking, wouldn't you? Ah well for sentimentality and my Mom.