Well, here we are at Halloween. There was a time when my childhood friend, Linda, and I went all over the neighborhood as teenagers and scored a big bag of candy each. I have vivid memories of laying in someone's backyard completely stuffed with sugary treats.
I took my small daughters to the fanciest house on their Grandma's street and when the couple who lived there opened the door they were in such scary costumes that my little girls burst out crying and the couple was so apologetic.
I took leaves and twigs and covered myself like a forest nymph with a big witch hat for a memorable Halloween in the Fremont area of Seattle. There was a couple having a wedding at the troll sculpture there under the bridge on Halloween eve and then we all paraded down to the shore where there were real fire eaters and pyromaniacs preforming.
There was the Halloween party where I put on my orange wedding burka that I bought in Kabul and a guy talked to the back of my head for ten minutes. I wore that burka for many Halloweens and never felt comfortable under it.
I have lost my Halloween Eyeball hat in this latest move. I miss it. I used to wear it in the Hillcrest Halloween costume night and it was always a crowd stopper. So many comments about eyeballs. I had long black gloves from the costume store I worked in one year that had extended fingers...so fun to vamp in those gloves.
My ex husband dressed up as a woman in one of my dresses one year. With his full Alaskan beard he was quite a sight.