Boo.

I literally love Halloween.

And yes, I mean literally the way it was meant to be used. Not "figuratively." Although sometimes I use it the way that means "figuratively," even though I still say "literally."

I'm so ashamed.

In other news, I wore this skirt to school today:

I also cut my hair yesterday (BANGS!!) and between the two, somehow, it must have seemed to people (four, to be exact) like I was wearing a costume. 

I wasn't. 

"Oh, what are you supposed to be?" they said. 

"Well...just, myself, I guess."

One of my students even asked me if I cut my hair for Halloween. "Why yes," I said, "I permanently changed my appearance for the sake of this unrecognizable Halloween costume." 

This whole thing reminded me of the day that I wore my favorite sweater to school and forgot it was ugly sweater day. 

Later, Cj and I decided to stop watching The Adams Family, (which seems to be the only Halloween movie ABC Family has found suitable to play for the last month), and put on a costume for at least a few hours before he had to go to work. 

Unlike most pinners/bloggers/responsible people, we had nothing planned. 

After a quick search we came up with these beauties. 

Any guesses on what we are?: 

Okay fine, I'll tell you, we're trees. 

Considering how much I love Halloween, this was definitely one of my weaker years. 

But, I instagrammed it anyway.

Because we mustn't stop pretending to be hipster over a little setback like this.  

Happy Haunting! 

Katie