Taking the time to do a 30-minute entry this morning before I start work. It's been a busy week so far, with very little getting crossed off the to-do lists I made up Monday night. Two and a half pages of things that really should be done by next Monday. I'm delusional if I think that's going to happen.

Today I think I should work on the site for SkyWorks. I need to jury-rig the old site to make do until I get breathing room enough to work on the new design. I want to have something there with the new sections, soaps and stuff by Saturday, so that leaves very little time. I also have some things that didn't get finished yesterday; the bath teas, reminder emails, stuff for the 3WA auctions. Lots to do in a short amount of time available to me today.

I was thinking about what I should write about on my walk back from dropping Miss Sara off at School this morning. And of course, I can't remember what it was. All I can remember is the road line painter truck cruising by and just how cool I think that is. Heh.

The big thing that's been on my mind this week is the upcoming Halloween party that the boys are throwing tomorrow night. Originally it was going to be something small and simple, because the themes have just gone insane over the past 11 years. I threw the first Halloween party when I was 17 in the basement of the townhouse. I put gels over the track lighting in shades of green and red, hung branches filled with fall leaves from the ceiling and had everyone I could think of come. I think I was "Dead Girl on Her Way to Her Prom" that year. Inspired.

The next year I was in my first apartment, a basement one with a long stairwell down. That one was "Descent into Hell" with red lights, streamers, balloons and (this was hilarious) a Cabbage Patch Kid, naked, on a moving spit over a "fire". I have good memories of that one. And as I say that I remember the usual drama with R & Ro.

The next year after that one was at Ro's place in Toronto and I remember sleeping on the roof beside my friends that night. I don't remember a theme. I remember this was the first time I announced to the world at large that I was pregnant with Miss Sara. The boys already knew, but not the rest of the group.

I think I made it to at least 2 more Halloween Parties between 1994 and 2000. The 2000 one was the first time Mike met my friends and it had morphed into this insane production. There was a stage constructed with lighting and sound for a full "pageant". It had gone from a silly little party to something intense and scary. I haven't gone to any since then until now.

So I'm dreading this Party. I don't have a costume (I can't even find jeans, costume is so not happening), I'm coming late because I need to take Sara Trick-or-Treating, and I'm not karaoking. There's one person in the group who can either be fun or a massive bitch and she loves to make little comments. I'm just dreading her comments. But the thing is I'm 28, I have a child I'm responsible for, I have a business in a state of flux this week, and I wasn't told details about the party within a reasonable time frame for me to juggle it. I have reasons for not being an actor in the show that the Halloween parties have become, and I expect them to be respected.

*laughs* That's my party line, but I know what's going to happen and why. We've been a group since the middle of High School and the way we interact is highly reminiscent of that beginning. I can hope though.

And that's 30 Minutes.