Scary Things

The fact that I was excited for Halloween to fall on a weekday so I wouldn’t have to dress up.

Don’t get me wrong, I love carving pumpkins, watching mildly scary movies and seeing Halloween episodes of my favorite TV shows, but I’m so not into putting together Halloween costumes. And Halloween celebrations rarely live up to my expectations. Or maybe I’m just no fun.

That I’ve been reading the same book for 2 months and am only halfway finished.

I love my Kindle but I never have any idea how long the book I’m reading is. And therefore have no idea what I’m getting myself into.

Hurricane Sandy.

I’ve never experienced a hurricane, but the news coverage makes it look terrifying. I’m keeping the East coast in my thoughts.

Taylor Swift’s new CD.

She’s going to be 30 and still singing about immature relationships and making music videos where she’s dancing around her room in her pajamas. Heaven help us.

That it’s already Halloween and we’re about to be in the midst of “the holidays.”

Or maybe it’s more scary that I’m already super excited for Thanksgiving.

Happy Halloween!

What serious or not-so-serious things scare you?

Are you dressing up today?

Weekend Things

I was thinking about compromise this weekend.

Oddly enough, I also just turned on a episode of Sex and the City where Carrie is thinking about the same thing.  We’re so alike.  Except that in that episode she gives in to Aidan and goes with him to his cabin and I’ve yet to give in to that request.  And except that I would break an ankle if I wore any of the shoes she owns.

I won’t even pretend to be any kind of relationship expert.  I legitimately fear that one day Joey will come to his senses, realize how whiney, dramatic and demanding I am and move on, but I do know one thing, and that’s that in any successful relationship there has to be compromise.

This means giving in and just watching a scary movie spoof instead of an actual scary movie if your girlfriend is a big baby not into scary movies.

It means one of you carves mouths and one of you draws eyes.

It means giving in and going up to Blackhawk if your boyfriend really wants you to, even if the whole gambling thing is sort of lost on you.

It means waking up before the sun to eat breakfast with your boyfriend’s grandparents even if sleep sounds really really good.

It means sharing the oven when one of you want to bake pumpkin seeds and the other wants to bake cookies.

It means one of you does the laundry while the other does the dishes.  And taking turns unloading the dishwasher, because that’s clearly the worst housekeeping job.

It means giving up the TV for the Cowboys game even though your Sunday Sex and the City marathon is on.

It’s listening to Fantasy Football talk or a recap of a conversation between your mother, your sister and yourself, without complaint, even if you truly and honestly don’t care.

It means eating brussel sprouts and sweet potatoes when you’d probably prefer ice cream with a side of American cheese and beer.

At least we can agree on a few things.

This fish was delicious.  The Perks of Being a Wallflower is a great movie.  Voting is important.  The weekend is never long enough!

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!