Candy Day means the Halloween stash gets finished straight from the pile, and somewhere around the third wrapper clothes stopped being invited. Come claim a piece before I do?
Candy Day means the Halloween stash gets finished straight from the pile, and somewhere around the third wrapper clothes stopped being invited. Come claim a piece before I do?
Sandwich Day called for breakfast built like a tower, and the robe lost the argument about staying closed while I stacked it. Two hands fully occupied. Come hold the plate?
National Deviled Egg Day and I skipped the plate entirely — eating them cold, straight from the container, right here at the open fridge. Come take the next one off the tray?
National Calzone Day snuck up on me and dinner turned into a whole event — somewhere between the oven and the plate the flannel stopped buttoning. Half of it's still in the box, come talk me out of it?
Turns out witches are the most popular costume this year, so for once I did what the crowd wanted — hat on, most of the rest still up for debate. Trick or treat, pick one?
Halloween costume rehearsal is officially underway and I went for trouble in cat form — the ears were easy, the rest had to fight for it. The bell on the collar jingles every time I move, which feels like a design flaw I'm keeping. So, does it pass inspection?
Someone declared today Buy a Doughnut Day and I took it as a direct order — first one's already gone and the second is in progress. Fair warning, I'm not sharing the last one. Come fight me for it?
Frankenstein Friday meets Candy Corn Day and my kitchen counter is now a crime scene of orange, yellow, and white. I've eaten more than I've shared, which feels scientifically appropriate for the holiday. Come argue with me about whether candy corn is actually good?
Fun fact for Internet Day: the very first message ever sent online was just "LO" before the machine crashed mid-word. I like to think it got distracted. Want to come help me finish typing?
Cartoons for breakfast because it's International Animation Day, and drawn people have the right idea — nobody makes them get dressed. My tee took the hint. Come take the other end of the couch?