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Am I bummed about the Indians? Yes. I get too emotionally invested in these high stakes games--I could barely watch the last two in this series because I felt like I wanted to puke every time the Sox scored a run. But it was still an awesome season, and there's always next year. Now on to hockey--let's go Pens!
Evan wants to be a king for Halloween. I'm finding this to be a challenging costume. I got some velvety fabric for a cloak, but I'm trying to find the right kind of fur trim for it. And I haven't had much luck with a crown, unless you count a paper one from Burger King. I'm feeling the pressure because his "fall festival" (God forbid we call it Halloween) party and trick-or-treating are this Thursday. I need to get my crafty ass in gear.
