So yesterday was Halloween and, in keeping with American tradition, Nate got dressed up as a three eyed monster. We didn’t take him trick or treating though – he can’t walk yet (although he’s close) and I’m not sure that he would appreicate everything going on. Instead, he helped me give out candy to the hundred or so trick or treaters that stopped by our place, including our neighbors and one of the daycare workers, who came over for a little bit with her one year old. We decorated the outside of the house with pumpkins and I created a Halloween playlist for the IPOD and set that up outside to play for the two hours that trick or treating was going on. Some of the kids thought it was cool, because I had hidden the radio on the other side of the house, so you could hear the music but not know where it was coming from. I was particularly proud of that touch. 🙂
I have been having nightmares lately. I have this insane cold – that is just starting to go away. It was bad enough that it caused a double ear infection, a sinus headache and a perforated ear drum. I was pretty much out of work most of the week and I’m JUST starting to feel better. Anyways, as with all the colds that I have had, I tend to have wierd and vivid dreams or nightmares, even when I’m not taking NyQuil or some other nighttime cold medicine. The other night, I had a really awful dream. I was in a car following my husband’s car. He was in the car in front of me with Nate and my grandparents. And we were going down this really windy road. On the passenger side was mountains and grass. On the driver’s side, a drop and a lake. Izzy’s car started carreening out of control, flipped over, and rolled down the hill into the lake. My car caught up to their car in the lake and everyone in the car had been killed. It was awful. I think that I was crying in my sleep because when I woke up my cheeks were wet. It was the WORST dream that I had ever had. Goes to show you who I’m afraid of losing, I guess.