Unscathed

I made it through Halloween without having to:

-- wear a costume
--let strangers pet me and coo in my face, saying " what a cute dog!!"
--go with Bee to a dozen Duane Reade's to make sure she had enough candy corn
--see any drunk boys dressed as witches or famouse baseball players spending the night with any of the roommates
--run from trick or treaters
--lick any fake glitter off of Dee's ample boobs.
--eat any candy corn.

Must say, it turned out to be a good day.