Halloween and sugar frosted bombs
Well, I am in a MUCH better mood, though my muse has seemed to vamoosed to... oh, I dunno.... WYOMING?? Who knows? I don't question, really, because she's bigger than me, ham-fisted, not to mention surly. But it is extremely inconvenient for her to disappear like this, just when I really need to get cranking at the writing.
Halloween was fun. The kids got dressed up, the Impossible Son as Dash Incredible (and you guys just have NO IDEA how appropriate that is!) and the Impertinent Daughter, in yet ANOTHER change of mind, went as a medieval princess instead of Howl. Probably because I refused to whip up a patchwork jacket for the costume in two days. Besides, she hates pink almost as much as I do. Anyhow, they looked great, and departed with the Husbandly One to go trick or treating. I loaded all the sugar bombs...er... I mean CANDY into a wicker basket and sat on the front porch with the British version of "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince," and my music (by the way, whichever one of you is responsible for uploading "Voodoo Child" by the Rogue Traders... it has become a total ear worm for me, and I am hopelessly addicted to it right now. I start singing it at highly inappropriate moments, and have been officially embarrassed by my son suddenly belting out, "Baby, baby, baby!! I am your voodoo child, your voodoo child!" while waiting for me in line with his kindergarten class).
It was slow at first. Only two kids showed up, and I looked at the full basket with alarm. I had actually been quite conservative in the amount of candy I bought, not wanting to have any left over. In Houston, that basket would have been empty in five minutes. This town is smaller, so I didn't buy as much, and now, I thought, "Oh, gods, I'm gonna have hyper children in my house for the next six months if I don't get rid of this!"
The kids and husband came back from the first round of candy begging... I mean... trick or treating to take a bathroom break, and that's when more kids started showing up. I had TWO Harry Potters come bounding up the sidewalk to shout, "Expelliarmus!" as they pointed their wands at me.
Of course, I threw my book up in the air and plastered myself back against the wall of the porch and slid down with an appropriately stunned look on my face. "Wow," I said with awe. "Y'all are GOOD!"
They fell apart. And yes, I gave away BIG handfuls of candy! There were many ninjas, a lot of princesses, a few devils, and many, many Goths. Those were mostly teenagers escorting younger siblings. Though some were out for their own candy, too. One girl came up and I looked at her as she held her bag open. She was wearing a black tank top, a black wig with curly hair, and a large silver ankh hanging around her neck. I smiled and when she flipped her hair back, I saw the little spiral under her eye. "Wow," I said, "I'm honored to have one of the Endless come to my house. You haven't come for ME, have you?"
She gave me a startled look, then squealed, "You know who I am??"
I laughed. "I LOVE Neil Gaimon!"
"OH!!!! You know who I am!!! Not even my FRIENDS know who I am!!!" she said, literally jumping up and down. Then she looked at me tearfully. "Can I come back here and talk to you sometimes??"
I was startled, but I smiled my Mom smile. "Sure, hon!"
"Thank you!" and she dashed away.
That wasn't the only kid I pleased. There was a little girl dressed all in white with white hair, and her face made up. I said, "Are you a ghost?"
"Yes!"
"Are you a ghost from a Japanese movie?"
"Yes!" she giggled.
I tilted my head. "Are you perhaps... THE WHITE BRIDE??"
"YES!!!" She jumped up and down and turned to her mother (I think she was about 7). "Mom!!! Mom!! This lady knows who I am!!!"
That is because I am like... a Totally Cool Mom. *laughs*
I had given away the last of the candy by the time my own little tricksters returned from Round 2, and then we did our Halloween tradition of going to Henry's to eat afterwards. Mr. Manzie ended up falling asleep with his face mashed into my thigh, and Miss Priss lost a tooth in her hamburger, which I carefully cleaned, wrapped in a napkin... and left on the table. Yes, I am so totally in trouble! Oh well!
All in all... a good Halloween.
PS. LOOKY LOOKY! Lookit the new icon
themoonlitwalks made for me!! *does a wildly happy dance* YAY!!!
Halloween was fun. The kids got dressed up, the Impossible Son as Dash Incredible (and you guys just have NO IDEA how appropriate that is!) and the Impertinent Daughter, in yet ANOTHER change of mind, went as a medieval princess instead of Howl. Probably because I refused to whip up a patchwork jacket for the costume in two days. Besides, she hates pink almost as much as I do. Anyhow, they looked great, and departed with the Husbandly One to go trick or treating. I loaded all the sugar bombs...er... I mean CANDY into a wicker basket and sat on the front porch with the British version of "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince," and my music (by the way, whichever one of you is responsible for uploading "Voodoo Child" by the Rogue Traders... it has become a total ear worm for me, and I am hopelessly addicted to it right now. I start singing it at highly inappropriate moments, and have been officially embarrassed by my son suddenly belting out, "Baby, baby, baby!! I am your voodoo child, your voodoo child!" while waiting for me in line with his kindergarten class).
It was slow at first. Only two kids showed up, and I looked at the full basket with alarm. I had actually been quite conservative in the amount of candy I bought, not wanting to have any left over. In Houston, that basket would have been empty in five minutes. This town is smaller, so I didn't buy as much, and now, I thought, "Oh, gods, I'm gonna have hyper children in my house for the next six months if I don't get rid of this!"
The kids and husband came back from the first round of candy begging... I mean... trick or treating to take a bathroom break, and that's when more kids started showing up. I had TWO Harry Potters come bounding up the sidewalk to shout, "Expelliarmus!" as they pointed their wands at me.
Of course, I threw my book up in the air and plastered myself back against the wall of the porch and slid down with an appropriately stunned look on my face. "Wow," I said with awe. "Y'all are GOOD!"
They fell apart. And yes, I gave away BIG handfuls of candy! There were many ninjas, a lot of princesses, a few devils, and many, many Goths. Those were mostly teenagers escorting younger siblings. Though some were out for their own candy, too. One girl came up and I looked at her as she held her bag open. She was wearing a black tank top, a black wig with curly hair, and a large silver ankh hanging around her neck. I smiled and when she flipped her hair back, I saw the little spiral under her eye. "Wow," I said, "I'm honored to have one of the Endless come to my house. You haven't come for ME, have you?"
She gave me a startled look, then squealed, "You know who I am??"
I laughed. "I LOVE Neil Gaimon!"
"OH!!!! You know who I am!!! Not even my FRIENDS know who I am!!!" she said, literally jumping up and down. Then she looked at me tearfully. "Can I come back here and talk to you sometimes??"
I was startled, but I smiled my Mom smile. "Sure, hon!"
"Thank you!" and she dashed away.
That wasn't the only kid I pleased. There was a little girl dressed all in white with white hair, and her face made up. I said, "Are you a ghost?"
"Yes!"
"Are you a ghost from a Japanese movie?"
"Yes!" she giggled.
I tilted my head. "Are you perhaps... THE WHITE BRIDE??"
"YES!!!" She jumped up and down and turned to her mother (I think she was about 7). "Mom!!! Mom!! This lady knows who I am!!!"
That is because I am like... a Totally Cool Mom. *laughs*
I had given away the last of the candy by the time my own little tricksters returned from Round 2, and then we did our Halloween tradition of going to Henry's to eat afterwards. Mr. Manzie ended up falling asleep with his face mashed into my thigh, and Miss Priss lost a tooth in her hamburger, which I carefully cleaned, wrapped in a napkin... and left on the table. Yes, I am so totally in trouble! Oh well!
All in all... a good Halloween.
PS. LOOKY LOOKY! Lookit the new icon
themoonlitwalks made for me!! *does a wildly happy dance* YAY!!!