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Last Week in Pix/2x2: Less Tricks more Treats

Ah! I'm so behind on blogging! I'm sorry, please forgive.

This weekend was pretty eventful and yesterday I was exhausted. But...No Excuses November. So I'm going to suck it up and do better. 


Last Wednesday was Halloween. I did not put my Ganja Fairy costume back on, Sonic hated his dragon costume (observe):

 And Adan wasn't into wearing his costume either. Absolutely no children came to our house. It didn't feel like Halloween at all!



Later in the week I met up with my long-lost-friend Blaire! She's been living in LA for months and I just found out in September. I can't believe how grown up she is now, and I'm so proud of her for coming out here and chasing her dreams!! There will be tons more pictures of me and Blaire. 



Saturday was date dos with Michael. It was a blasty blast! We went to the LACMA for the Stanley Kubrick exhibit. And though some may think that a museum date is lame (you know who you are) it was actually pretty perfect. We learned cool things about each other, and being in a public place did not halt the PDA.
TMI? LOL. So far, really good. I know, I know. I disgust myself! 


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Last week I learned:
1) First (and second) dates can be amazing
2) My hair needs some additional TLC. This week I will be looking up ways to fix that

This week I'm looking forward to:
1) VOTING! Well, I already voted by mail. But I'm looking forward to YOU GOING TO VOTE TODAY and hopefully our President's re-election.  
2) Listening to Christmas music WAY early
Bonus) Date three. :) 

Have a good week, loves!! 

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