I didn't put together a Halloween costume this year. Do I regret this decision? Slightly. Will I miss picking glitter out of every bodily nook and cranny for the next two months? I will not. (Does this not happen to you when you dress up for Halloween? Then I pity you.)
You'll be happy to know that my lameness did not infect Kito, who hastily slapped together a vampire costume for hitting the town on Saturday. He wore all black, face powder, and a velvet cape. He looked pretty good, despite my initial worries that people would think he was supposed to be Stevie Nicks.
Anyway, happy Halloween!