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Halowe'en: again almost nobody...
Oct. 31st, 2008 06:51 pmI finally had my first few trick-or-treaters, at 10 to 7 pm. At that point, my own kids had been out for nearly an hour, in the other, newer part of the neighborhood.
M is a black cat: black pants, black fleece over white tee, white gloves, black cat ears, drawn-on nose and whiskers.
S is "Little Miss Smarty Pants;" Her pants have Smarties sewn on all over them. Though she ate more of them than she sewed on while making the costume. A few ended up in the treat basket in the end.
I am in full Mad Scientist regalia. White lab coat: check. Blue spiky hair: check. Blue nail polish: check. Yellow rubber gloves: check.
Treatses: candy, bubbles, temporary tattoos, more candy, bouncy balls, small toys, even more candy. check.
Kids: even fewer than last year. Now, at 8:05 pm, I have turned out my lights, and the basket of treats is still more than half full, even though I was encouraging kids to take several items each. This devolved into handfuls for the last couple of groups. It was over 60 degrees when the evening started; you'd think there would have been lots of kids out. We need to move, I swear. This is not the right neighborhood.
I lost one of my rubber gloves somewhere.
Time to go wash my hair to get the blue gunk out.
M is a black cat: black pants, black fleece over white tee, white gloves, black cat ears, drawn-on nose and whiskers.
S is "Little Miss Smarty Pants;" Her pants have Smarties sewn on all over them. Though she ate more of them than she sewed on while making the costume. A few ended up in the treat basket in the end.
I am in full Mad Scientist regalia. White lab coat: check. Blue spiky hair: check. Blue nail polish: check. Yellow rubber gloves: check.
Treatses: candy, bubbles, temporary tattoos, more candy, bouncy balls, small toys, even more candy. check.
Kids: even fewer than last year. Now, at 8:05 pm, I have turned out my lights, and the basket of treats is still more than half full, even though I was encouraging kids to take several items each. This devolved into handfuls for the last couple of groups. It was over 60 degrees when the evening started; you'd think there would have been lots of kids out. We need to move, I swear. This is not the right neighborhood.
I lost one of my rubber gloves somewhere.
Time to go wash my hair to get the blue gunk out.
