Funny how our dreams come true.

Well, great- all my plans to work on the etsy shop are ruined, because my amazing family had to go and make my birthday wishes come true by getting me and Zero plane tickets to North Carolina!! Ugh, why do they have to be so thoughtful and loving and generous?

It was supposed to remain a surprise until tomorrow, but last night I was updating zerosaidthis from Zero's phone when he got an email from Marcus about a trip to Raleigh. I can't help it that I can read so fast! I put the phone down immediately, but I already knew too much. So I told Zero what I had seen, and he tried to play it off, but there was no turning back, and he told me, and I DIED!!!!! Seriously, though, a wail arose from within my body that only a person dying at the hands of a monster could make. I was afraid the neighbors were going to think someone was killing me. I wish everyone could have seen it, because it was so hilarious.
It's just been my secret dream to see my family, but I was trying to be cool and positive about the alternative. I was making plans with Zero to do fun stuff here, like go to the roller skating rink, and make it like a really cute date. But deep down inside, I really wished I could also be with my brothers and sisters and nieces and nephew. So when Zero blew my mind with the news that we have plane tickets to North Carolina for my birthday and Halloween, my heart exploded. It's such an incredible gift. The kind you secretly wish for but would never be able to say out loud because it's just too much. Like the kind of thing that only happens in stories and not in real life. A real dream come true!!
To celebrate, here are some photos from Halloween Past:







I love my brothers so much, you guys. I can't believe I'm going to be with all three of them!! And Zero! And Katie and Nicole and Jodi Ann! AND JENNY AND REAGAN AND BRINKY! Oh yeah, and ICARUS. I love my family so much. We've been through so much together. It's overwhelming to think about it. We should go on a comedy tour. We'll call it the Dead Parents and Terrible Choices Tour. Perfect, right?
Apparently Reagan wants me to be Emma Frost this year.

I don't have the boob power to pull off any of the first three, so I think I might have to go with her Russian outfit. Not to say that if I found a white jumpsuit I wouldn't wear it, because I totally would.