but what do you expect?
it's Halloween night. Hubbs is at work. so i'm a-l-l a-l-o-n-e.
watching The Sixth Sense.
am i stupid or what?
i have no worries about trick or treaters coming by...we've lived here for nine years and we've never gotten a one.
(edited: for the first time evah! i've had a knock on my door for Halloween night. and not a drop of candy for me to hand out.)
this after i spent about $60 one year on candy. never again.
so, it's scary movie time on ABC Family's "13 Days of Halloween" and i'm home alone.
granted, i could go do some scrapbooking, but then i'm sitting with my back to the door (so the axe wielding psycho murderer can bludgeon me), and then i can face the outside window where i know the trees have eyes.
alrighty then. so i'm between a rock & a hard place.
i could go to bed, but it's only 6:30, and although i'm going in early tomorrow, it doesn't warrant going to bed when the babies do.
although right now i am a baby. a big, sniveling baby. a baby that can't stop watching a scary movie, although she sorta wants to, and doesn't want to.
like i said, not the brightest bulb. Happy Halloweenie.