This past weekend Dan and I went to a Halloween party at his sister’s house. It was so much fun! We dressed up, ate a lot of food, shared stories, played Catchphrase and The Game of Things, and laughed until we cried. Overall, it was a fantastic evening. Thanks Cate!
I LOVED our costume! We bought Madison’s bee costume at Petsmart. We bought paint coveralls and gardening gloves at Home Depot, bee scrapbooking stickers and black tulle at JoAnn Fabrics, and on sale camping hats at Meijer. Many scissor cuts staples, and safety pins later, we were beekeepers!
Madison loved her costume. I know a lot of dogs don’t enjoy dressing up, but Madison does! Lucky thing since she looks so darn cute! ; )
Honey – I mean, Happy Halloween!
Love, the Dailys
I’m not sorry.
I’m not sorry I love learning so much that I listen to history podcasts and share facts from them at weddings. I’m not sorry I think education is a misunderstood career and I know what I’m talking about when I discuss it. I’m not sorry I am obsessed with the Cleveland Indians and get passionate when I talk about them. I’m not sorry I choose to look on the bright side and approach challenges in life from a positive perspective. I’m not sorry I’d rather be proven wrong than be proven right. I’m not sorry I like beer and that drink my coffee black. I’m not sorry that my dog is my best friend or that I take and share lots of photos of her. I’m not sorry about my values and beliefs. I’m not sorry I enjoy cheesy books, Top 40 music, or Pumpkin Spice Lattes. I’m not sorry I forgive too easily. I’m not sorry I love my hometown and college. I’m not sorry that most the time I’d rather spend a night in rather than out. I’m not sorry I act honestly when I have the option to do otherwise. I’m not sorry I prioritize safety, spending time with my husband, or doing right by my students. I’m not sorry I’ve never done drugs and I’m not sorry my wedding was untraditional. I’m not sorry for my tattoos, my student loans, or my anxiety. I’m not sorry about my early bedtime, my sense of humor, or my singing voice.
I’m not sorry about being me.