Or sort of…
I wrote last year how Halloween had become mine and Raven’s holiday.
Well, this year didn’t work so well. Because she spent the weekend with me in Belgium, her dad decided to have her for the week. I think it’s fair because, if she stayed with me, I’d still be at work all day.
She wanted to go to a friend’s Halloween party, so her dad came early morning to spend the day with her. I’m sure they had a good time. She went to friend’s said party in the evening but I thought she’d be back to say goodbye. He decided to go straight to his from there.
Oh well. I had to pack her bag for the week as she hadn’t done it. I hope I got it right. The right clothes, the right make up…
I’m here just hoping she had a good time. She deserves it.
I have her back on Friday for another weekend, so it’s not so bad. And it’s tattoo weekend too!