Gone in a Blur

Somehow it's Monday night. It seems like it was just Friday morning. I left work a little bit early Friday so I could pack for NY. Things were hectic but we made it to our flight and settled in for a nice, cozy cross-country flight. It was amazingly easy to travel kid-free but we still couldn't fall asleep on the plane. Stumbling into JFK at 5am, we lucked out by being able to check in right away at our hotel room and crashed. As soon as we woke up, the wedding festivities started. It was a typical, big Italian wedding...lots of people, lots of booze, lots of food, lots of fun. We had a great time but I think we got a little too crazy, letting the date night go to our heads. I woke up Sunday morning with what I'm pretty sure was the first (and therefore worst) hangover of my life. Somehow we pulled ourselves together and made it to our 9am flight. It was a pretty uncomfortable 6.5 hours, but I was so excited to see Timmy that I didn't care.

When we got home, we dressed Timmy up and went to our neighborhood costume parade and then to a party at a neighbor's house. It was the perfect set-up on a motor-court/courtyard in the middle of about 6 houses. The kids played with a bounce house and a millions of toys, and the adults enjoyed a taco truck and pumpkin beer (plus all the halloween candy we stole from our kids). Just like almost every other holiday, I found myself enjoying Halloween much more with a kid in tow. It's so fun to re-live your best childhood memories and see everything through a child's eyes.



And poof, just like that, we're in to November. Next week, November 8th (according to PJO) officially kicks off holiday season with his 30th birthday. Then it's just a hop, skip and a jump to Thanksgiving. Which means Christmas is right around the corner. Thank goodness time will slow down a tiny bit next weekend when the clocks fall back!