Trick or Treat

Halloween in the Village is awesome. It's like the crazy side that we try (and usually fail) to hide is allowed out for one night. And we embrace that opportunity.
I was a southern belle in a poofy purple dress. Rachel was an angel in lime green sneakers. Somewhere after a bottle of wine or three, we wandered the Village and joined in the madness. So much fun. Probably the best "I survived midtemrs" celebration ever. But I wish I had more candy.

I'll be home this weekend, and I can't wait. I'm so pumped for Cabaret - I'm ready to be proud of all my proteges. And it'll be nice to be home in general.

I have to do laundry.

My hair is nearly blonde again.