It's Halloween night, do you know where your blog is?

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For the first time since Katie was born, we are spending Halloween at home.  I decorated the house for the occasion (fuck yeah!) with cobwebs, lights, the odd skull or two.  A large bowl of individually portioned sugar rush sits by the door, and Shiner's been answering each doorbell chiming with a manic "brooooowowowow!" and rush to the living room.  There haven't been many; we live on top of the hill with our back to the neighborhood.  We're certainly in no danger of running out of treats.

The kids have been out and back, we've inspected and sorted the candy (no Whoppers for Katie, no bubble gum for Jami), taken our share in tribute (thank God Katie doesn't like Bit-O-Honey...mmmmm...).  I haven't had supper yet, and Michelle's suggested Arby's.  Oh, okay.  You talked me into it.

You know, at the risk of sounding like the asshole son-in-law, it feels good to be home for a holiday for once.  By and large, we don't celebrate holidays here except for Christmas day.  It feels right, like a missing piece finally found, like I live in this neighborhood.

I'm gonna go get supper now.