I'm about to confess something that not very many people know about my past. In my youth my dad would take my brother and I out trick-or-treating and he would get really into the spirit of things. Some years he would even dress up... as a woman. Not just any woman mind you, but a fictitous character he invented named Aunt Henrietta. She was an older lady, somewhat remniscent of Mrs. Doubtfire. I can remember sitting outside the bathroom, all dressed in our costumes and ready to go, watching my dad applying lipstick in the mirror. We thought we had the coolest dad. Looking back, we were pretty lucky to have a dad who was so fun, but I wonder what the neighbors thought. I don't have an actual Aunt Henrietta but every now and then as it gets close to Halloween, I ask, "Hey Dad, remember Aunt Henrietta? I wonder how she's doing."

Now that I've told you that deep dark secret, the least you can do is check out Blog Explosion. Not to sound like a lame commercial, but it really does work. I got the link yesterday thanks to Marziotta and since then I've had lots of new readers. I even had a reunion in my comments! Aunt Henrietta would be proud.
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