I spent Saturday afternoon glitterizing, (Anyone know how to get glitter out of a baby's hair? You know, just in case I ever need to.) a pastel tank top and attempting to make a pumpkin cake.
The baby discovered the art of this:
I spent Saturday evening hiding from the microphone at a costume PAR-TAY, avoiding the possibility of being forced in to participating in dreaded karaoke contest.
However, this man, who may or may not be my aforementioned Richard Simmons- look-a-like of a husband, rocked the house. He may or may not come home tonight after realizing that I posted this photo on the world wide web.
Thankful Monday. I am very grateful that I did not, in fact, ever "take the stage." What are you thankful for today? How do you feel about karaoke?
