It’s even more depressing to talk about it.
We didn’t even have one trick or treater come to the door.
And I hurt from the knuckles up from my three-hour visit to the dentist to get prepped for a crown.
So the thought of “more candy for me” doesn’t even sound good.
I tried to “friend” my dentist on Facebook a couple of years ago. She was like “hell, no.”
Because I am the worst patient ever. I woke up this morning (All Saints Day, la la!) with crumbles of that rubbery material they use to make impressions of your teeth, two trays of which I barfed up onto the reclining chair of doom, stuck in my hair. Ew.
But here are some pics that capture the spirit of the holiday, at best…
Thanks to Danielle for the last two pics of their decorations, they were so funny I had to share them. The skull, with its rotating eyeballs, is maniacal!