It feels like it is going to rain out... all I want to do is curl in a fetal position under a pile of pillows and blankets, and sleep for 14 hours or so. And I want cocoa, cuddles, and chocolate.

I got two trick-or-treaters only. TWO. And they were the neighbor's kids. I think that most parents were taking their children to events rather than actually going trick-or-treating.
LOL, they told us we could wear costumes to work on Halloween, and I was the only one who dressed up. I looked like the crazy person of the store. I just wore a purple dress I had, silver slip-on sneakers and a silver fairy wand. Nothing exciting.

So Thanksgiving is next and I'll do the same thing I always do- cook a vegetarian dinner and eat it with my mother and my brother. It's always fun, though. We usually end up playing Exquisite Corpse and producing some really twisted drawings.

I'm looking forward to winter but won't be celebrating Giftmas or Excessmas, and Christmas isn't a religious holiday for me. I will put up decorations and decorate trees, though. And cooking lebkuchen (it's GINGERBREAD if I say it is!!!!) and braided stollen, other cookies and several types of fudge.
And December 21st is the first day of winter, the Holiday Pig doesn't come in our house (no children here) but it is tradition to leave food for her outside for when she passes by the area... carrots and apples usually.

What are you doing for holidays in November and December?

I haven't posted art in a week, I'm disappointed with myself. I had so much energy today at work- I HAD SOOOO MUCH SUGAR! I wanted to jump on people and gnaw on their faces and run up and down the aisles (I resisted the urge to do both of those things. Barely.) I had great plans for when I came home, to finish drawings and stuff... but I guess the sugar high wore off and now I feel all weak and gelatinous and ready for bed.

I did go to the Halloween party and enjoyed it, I feel proud of myself for doing something social with humans. I want to do other social things now but nothing springs to mind. I suppose I could kidnap people at gunpoint and force them to play Candyland with me. I've done it before, I can do it again.

In other news, dear little Hans will be allowed to be home for Halloween- our family lawyer signed the releases necessary for him to be out of the asylum for the night.
Betsy will prepare a roast with meat she got from the boy who works at the market. Alas, she was unable to obtain the white currants and hazelnuts she needs to prepare her special dressing. I must ask Lord Michael to purchase some at the little import market down by the docks, when he next stops there to beat drunken sailors bloody with his walking stick (it's such a more wholesome pastime for him than some of his past pursuits). I am determined to have a very special holiday meal for Hans's visit!

I've been working on an ink drawing using a fine pen, and there's a lot of little details, and it gets so frusterating to draw and draw and draw and then realize that I've just covered a few inches of paper. GNNNNAAAAAAAHHHHHH.

I must mention that I overindulged on cinnamon mints while at tea today. Hans's uncle said I should write of this dreadfully unladylike transgression, or he would be most cross.
Although he is quite the refined gentleman, he can have a temper and I don't wish to anger him. Why, last week he ripped the facial skin off Lady Worthington's butler after the man spilled coffee on his new silk shirt. Thank goodness it was only a member of the serving class and not a real person!
I gave the shirt to Betsy to clean, and she was able to remove the spill before it could stain. And I am loaning Fredrick to poor Lady Worthington until she can find a new butler.

I got my copy of "A Morning's Work" in the mail today and just overdosed on grotesque vintage photos. I want to stay up and read the information that goes with the photos and sketch pictures from them but I'm sooooo tired. WAHHHHHH I'm tired all the time what the fuck?!?