Halloween
So, 3 years ago, I spent Halloween with a broken leg. The next year I spent halloween doing nothing because I was still madly in love with my douche bag ex who told me I should prove myself to him by staying in (he told me I was an alcoholic just like my father, LAME!) so I did nothing. (Thank GOD I met Joe just a few days later and got over that craziness). The year after that, I spent Halloween with a broken collar bone. This year, I am spending it writing (ahem, procrastinating on) a 15 page memo. What was once my favorite holiday is quickly becoming my least favorite holiday. Thank goodness November is around the corner. The month Joe and I met, the month Joe and I got engaged, the month of my mom's, Joe's and my birthdays, and Thanksgiving! I think November in general will be my "holiday" from now on. Screw Halloween! :( or maybe next year will be better.