Halloween night was fun. Linda came over and brought "Yoda" with her. Susan deemed it too cold for Morgan to trick-or-treat, so Linda and I along with Yoda and Spider-Man sat out on our quest for candy. Mom came over to see the kids and barely caught us before we left our street. Mason already had a ton of candy from trick-or-treating both the zoo and the FAA; now he has two tons. Susan's sister and mom came over at different times to hang out with the kids for a bit. After trick-or-treating was over we threw everyone into Susan's van and drove up to see dad at work, where the kids got a couple of special giant suckers. It was a good night -- I just don't remember Halloween being this much work.

I haven't been sleeping well this week, and yesterday was a long, crappy day. After work I took Mason to gymnastics class and then slept in the truck while he was in class. I set my phone alarm to wake me up five minutes before class ended. After class we zipped home to catch the Hornets' season opener. Hornets win! I'm not sure Peja Stojakovic put in a $64 million dollar performance, but he did hit a couple of clinch shots.

Yesterday kicked off the 60-day diet. Giving up Diet Coke and only eating Healthy Choice meals may have had something to do with yesterday's headache and overall crankiness. Or maybe it's just because it was Wednesday, who knows. I almost think giving up drinking pop for two months will be harder than any calorie restrictions. It certainly sucked walking past a million bowls of leftover Halloween candy yesterday. I didn't cheat, but I sure was tempted. I walked past one particular Twix bar that was calling my name all day long.

Alright, time to run. I'm going to go get a Diet Coke. Oh, and here's a picture of my nephew Griffin, in costume.