Today is not only the adult Hallowe’en, when those of us who are too old to trick-or-treat dress up as sexy sharks or what have you (click on the link if you don’t believe me) and go out, it is also my wedding anniversary. So you might think I have super-amazing plans for tonight.
Well, you would be wrong, because Ben’s out of town playing with Friendly Rich and the Lollipop People. And I’ve been hesitant to make any solo plans for tonight, even though I love dressing up and Hallowe’en et al. And I think I figured out why:
Going out alone on what is normally a “date” night is awkward enough…but going out alone and pregnant seems like the most awkward thing ever.
Also most really fun adult Hallowe’en activities involve large quantities of alcohol, which is obviously off limits. There is nothing less enjoyable than watching others get shitfaced and being excluded from it.
So maybe I’ll stay home and watch the X-Files in my maternity Sexy Virgin Mary costume (which I’m not googling but will just assume exists). Or I might go to an orchestra concert. As Sexy Virgin Mary.
In other news, The Spawn has been kicking me so strongly it’s started waking me up. Can’t you wait until being born to start disrupting my sleep, kid?