Who hands out bookmarks on Halloween? Especially ones with dogs on them. Dogs looking up at the camera with round, sad eyes. Dogs looking for homes. Dogs looking for love. Not just bookmarks, but ones that solicit. Ones that try to make you feel guilty. Talk about a real downer. At least the lady handed out candy along with it. Unfortunately, the bookmark went straight into the trash. It wasn't even a good bookmark. It was flimsy and cheap and probably had a few misspellings on it. There was definitely a punctuation error in there somewhere.
So Wife and I took Blondie trick-or-treating last night. She was a princess. Not a name brand princess like Snow White or Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella. There's nothing wrong with that, but I'm kind of proud she went the independent route. She was a pink princess. Princess Blondie. But Wife and I have come to call her Ice Princess, because she never smiles for pictures. She can be laughing and stirring it up and dancing around the house and as soon as the camera's power button turns green, she turns to ice. Staid. Like Skeletor. Like Gargamel. Like the greatest of all cartoon villains.
Highlights from Ice Princess's loot:
3. Tootsie Pops
4. Smarties (classic)
6. Kit Kat
7. Halloween Tattoos (I'm typing this with a vampire on my right hand)
8. Junior Caramels (who knew?)
1. Bookmark soliciting help from qualified would-be dog owners
2. Individually packaged breath mint (probably taken from restaurant)
Not a lot of downers. That's a good thing. I mean, when you're two-and-a-half it's hard to cover a lot of territory.
At the plate: Just finished reading Operation Redwood (not impressed, more on that later)
On-deck: Paul Michael Murphy's YA manuscript (Up North) & another friend's adult manuscript (The Great Quiet of Nothingness)
In the hole: Click - various authors
Writing: middle grade manuscript done and with a handful of agents. MG novel #2 not sticking. Starting something new. Something blue. Something void of flu. Something worthy of being number two.
Running: 3 miles this afternoon (wow, that hurt)
Grading: desk is clear, grades are in, comments are written (but need work)
Child #2: On the way. April.