saggy crotch collars and belligerent wig hair.

I gave up. Gave in. Threw in the towel on the toilet paper boycott brigade.

I caved and bought toilet paper. But only because I was having guests over and didn't want to subject them to the Kleenex calamity that I'd resorted to in my stubbornness.

I made it, or should I say we made it, a grand total of 5 days without toilet paper in our bathroom. Don't ask me how they did it, because I still don't know.

In other news, some chick named Sabrins is officially considered faculty at Harding University Partnership School.

No matter how official a nametag photo ID and lanyard may be, they are null and void if the name is mis-spelled. Typically people forget the 'e' in my last name, which is a little bit easier to overlook. But 'Sabrins?' Really? Like really?

Whatever, I'll take it. 

Today is Halloween. I was Clifford this morning and a gumball machine last weekend.

I've always chosen the road less slutty when it comes to Halloween costumes. My friend Kellie is also exceptionally conservative compared to most women walking downtown during Halloween festivities. I think a grand total of about 4 people could tell what I was. Several men thought I was a character from Mario Kart, and another thought I was a hot air balloon. I think it's pretty obvious, no?

I took several pictures of my students this morning because you really can't beat elementary school costumes when it comes to adorability. Well babies and toddlers are pretty cute too, but first graders take the cake I think. But alas, due to liability and lawsuit, I cannot post them. There were several Spidermans and princesses of course. My favorite might have been the Rapunzel with the copious amounts of blonde wig hair in her face all day. The poor girl was struggling all day to wiggle that nappy wig into place but it was belligerent and hysterical. And anything with a full body suit is just classic. There were many. Their little bodies are just so cute in their onesies. Spiderman, alligator, skeleton, and samurai onesies. There was a second grade teacher that had a full body "Big Hungry Caterpillar" costume that was epic. Apparently her husband sews. I can't tell you how magnificent this costume was. I wish I could bestow a photo upon you, but alas, I did not take one. Utterly bummed about that one. Fail.

One of my housemates won $200 bucks in a costume contest today. He works for Toyota and apparently was offered $50 bucks just for dressing up. Well his costume is beyond genius. It's slightly awkward with the saggy crotch collar and the denim crotch hole head popping out, but it's pure creative brilliance and I wish I could say that it was my idea. And it didn't cost any money. The best kind of costume.

Upside Down Man takes the cake. Go Andy. Jealous of the extra $200 bucks in your upside down pocket.

In case this isn't proof, I live with really cool people. Aside from that one minor hygiene flaw, you know those two boyz that don't wipe they're butts, they're all remarkably wonderful. I laugh a lot. We're a family here and it's evident. 

And aside from the overload of financial and academic stress that I'm stuck under, life is good, and I am happy.