I never grew up really celebrating Halloween. I went trick or treating a few times, but nothing worth while. Once I was older, well, I was older, and who goes knocking on their neighbors’ doors for candy at 25?

However, every year since I’ve moved to Iowa I’ve attended a Halloween party. My co-worker loves Halloween and goes all out each year with a top notch gathering. Since this will most likely be our last year to attend (as we’ve decided Baby Dubya won’t be partaking in Halloween), I figured I needed to go all out with my costume and big belly.

Here are some of my personal favorites:

I’ve thought about being a redneck with a big ol’ beer belly; wear some tattered jeans, a white shirt that shows the bottom of my stomach, get a mullet wig and carry around a beer. Maybe Jonathan could be my “woman”.