not as gross

24 hours without being covered in puke really lifts a person's spirits, you know?  So now, in no particular order, are things that don't stink about living in Houston:

Not having to fit Halloween costumes over snowsuits.

No snow.

I can't remember the last time I wore a jacket.

I can't remember the last time I wrestled Thing 3 into a jacket.

I'm not cold.

Okay, okay, there are more positives than weather.  But after 6 Wisconsin winters... it's hard to think of anything else.  Although a close second besides the weather is FRESH. HOT.  TORTILLAS.  Oh sweet carbs.  I can't believe I've eaten any other kind of tortilla... I will never ever ever again.  Seriously - it's manna.  I don't make it home without eating at least two.  They are at the grocery store - the same place I get my toothpaste at!  I don't even have to make up reasons to justify going out of my way.  It's kind of dangerous actually....

ANywho, I'm out of blogging shape because it's after 10pm and here I am, griping about weather and tortillas, but it's only the 2nd!  It'll just getter better from here :)

Now heeeeere's Halloween without snowboots! (yes, it snowed on Halloween last year)

We've got a Luna Lovegood - a fireman - Calvin's (of Hobbes fame) alterego Stupendous Man - and two adults who were like hey, Halloween is as good a time as any to wear footie pajamas in public and pretend that we're well rested!