Well, this is it. I’m queuing up Boyz II Men, curling up by the fire, and
sipping swilling bourbon straight from the bottle, because Fright Fest is really, truly over. How it took us this long to get here, I do not know, but at last the time has arrived to resume regular posts and avoid puke and snot for a while. It’s as much a relief to me as it is to you, believe me.
HOWEVER, I didn’t post ye olde traditional Birth Pics Round-Up for Fright Fest this year, and I still plan to put that up closer to Christmas as a special holiday gift. I won’t tell you anymore about it now so as to not ruin the joy of surprise, but let’s just say it’ll be a festive delight.
As for wrapping up this year’s Fright Fest, what can eye say? This year’s posts have been disturbingly memorable. I know I won’t ever forget certain posts, and I’m looking forward to not editing another picture of something gooey for a bit. Unless it’s in honor of Thanksgiving which is just around the corner. Does anyone remember Cranberry Sauce??? Yeahh. Of course you do.
I’ll be back tomorrow with a post about one of my favorite subjects: Baby Visitation Rules! Who doesn’t like being told what to do (and what not to do) by new parents? It’s one of the best things about a friend or family member having a baby. I also wrote a column about visitation rules over on Mommyish that you can read right here. No placentas were harmed in the making of the column, I swear.
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