Did Somebody Call For A Superhero?

Last night we had a great event hosted by SEO.com where I got to serve as moderator and panelist. I think my job as the latter was overshadowed by the real geniuses sitting next to me, but when it was time to move on to the next question I rocked the microphone. If you missed it, you can catch the panel discussion here.

As a result of that event I was able to meet a few of those who I follow on Twitter. I woke up this morning to find a few tweets (yup, I went right to bed when it was over) offering kind words for how the event went off, as well as one person who commented on my “glowy”ness. I also learned a lot about flossing.

And then there were these tweets:

“@RobynStorms I told @aliasname* every time I see your name I think it sounds like an undercover superhero name.”

“Silly @otheraliasname*, that is because @RobynStorms is a superhero! #justsayin.”

I’ve mentioned before that people have said that my last name makes me sound like a superhero. Now you have proof. But if my mad dance or oreo loving skills qualify me, then so be it.

*names have been changed to protect the innocent. See, I am a superhero. Protecting civilians is what I do.

Our "Incredible" Halloween

You know a man loves you when he will don a spandex suit and leave all pride at the door simply because you asked him to. Such was the case of our Halloween costumes this year. I got the idea last year when after only a few months of dating I found Mr. and Mrs. Incredible costumes at 1/3 of the original cost. Mr. S and I had already been discussing the idea of marriage, but not wanting to get our family and friends too excited we were keeping it all on the down low. So I had good reason to take a chance and buy the costumes a full year in advance to when they would be used. As you can see we made quite the superhero team. And nothing says “take me seriously” like wearing a big pair of granny panties on the outside of your outfit. Thanks baby, you are the best!

I dressed up for work and won “Best Costume” in my office. The prize you ask??…a gift certificate to Maggie Moo’s.  And since ice cream is topped only by water and air when it comes to things I need to survive, I was quite happy with the win. Halloween night we attended a party with some of my fellow dance teachers. All in all we had a fun holiday. Mr. S is already thinking of ideas for our costumes next year. It may turn out okay but part of me can’t help but think he is plotting some kind of revenge for the fun I put him through this year.