Our 3rd anniversary was great — we are not the flowers-n-candy type, but our day started awesomely as I got an electric griddle and a new showerhead, and Dave got Dracula boxers, high-end long underwear pants (for when he does OT games), and a bathmat for the sink, which was really a gift to both of us. THe bathmat you step out of is always migrating back and forth from the sink, as Dave likes to be on the mat when he shaves, but I get irrationally annoyed at always dragging it back to the tub, so now he has his own pink and green chenille braided mat, JUST FOR HIM, to stand on while he shaves, and the tub mat can lie in it’s own place without being disturbed. ANd yes, it’s pink and green, which aren’t our favorite colors, but our sink and tile is pink, and the mat was so cheap with my discount at the outlet, that the bargain factor would please dave more than a nicer color would, so there you go. Also, my Amazon order hasn’t arrived yet, but he’ll be getting the Monster House DVD when that shows up.
And with my electric griddle, which I’ve desperately wanted for years — our pans + electric stove = shitty pancakes, every time — was put to use, immediately, where we each had pancakes AT THE SAME TIME (another problem with cooking pancakes in a frying pan, the cook eats last) and they were perfectly cooked, totally delicious, and it was awesome. We have big plans for Sunday Pancakes as a new tradition ’round here. The showerhead is unbelievably awesome, too. Ours has slowly disintegrated to the point that it felt more like showering under a garden hose than a showerhead, and since we have a high threshold for shitty showers (as anyone who’s been reading for years willr emember, our last apartment had ridiculous shower problems that at one point had me driving in and showering at my MOTHER IN LAW’S) we’ve been letting it go, but to take Ingrid into the shower, we knew it had to change. I wasn’t expecting an awesome shower head, just a New One, but nooo, Dave got us this freaking awesomely huge one, that makes me feel like I’m in a hotel shower. ANd Dave said, when I opened it, "Now, I don’t have a problem with ours now, but I know you do, so I hope you like this one." THen he took a shower with the new one and said "Okay, I had a problem with the old one, I guess." So, our morning was hot, perfect pancakes, good coffee, and great showers.
We decorated and made up treat bags today, and then decked Ingrid out and took her to visit her in-town aunties and grandmother, and also Andy’s mom, who fits on the spectrum in there, too. They all gushed over her, of course, and were relieved that we hadn’t "covered her in blood and gore" which is what they worried we’d do when we told them she was "NOT going to be cute, but SCARY!" and wouldn’t tell them her costume.
We finished decorating, and this year we didn’t do costumes or kid-scaring, and our last group had obvioulsy been veterans of our house, because the little boy was creeping up the driveway saying "I’m NOT SCARED! YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GET ME THIS YEAR!!!" and then lame-o dave answers the door in jeans and a flannel shirt, not evenhis zombie costume. We also had our friends stop by with their daughter in her dragon costume, and we got some pics of the VERY SCARY GIRLS that are NOT LADYBUGS OR PEAPODS, NO! which was awesome. Especially since we don’t think they even realized they were being propped up next to another baby for the first round of photos — Hell, Ingrid gets propped up against all kinds of stuff for her picture, so what difference does a purple dragon make? Then we rearranged them, and they saw each other and were sort of… confused. It was great.
Andy came by after that, and a totally fried Ingrid fell asleep while he was here, on my chest. We wiggled her into a sleeper and sleepsack and got her off to bed, later than usual, but for a first Halloween, we did pretty good.
Pictures start here.