No. That is not my family. That family looks like a nice family.
However, I swear to you, I had that same exact Halloween mask. JESUS we hated those masks but we loved them too. It was usually hot on Halloween in Roseland and we sweated like little bad demons behind them and it was hard to breathe out of that tiny mouth hole, so we'd flip them up between houses and then the cheap elastic would come undone and we'd have to hold them to our faces which made candy retrieval difficult, to say the least.
I have a very visceral memory of all of this. Mrs. Ferger, my best friend's mother, would load us all up in their brown station wagon to hit the houses of Roseland. We'd sit on the open tailgate and bump over the sand roads and of course you couldn't get away with that these days but it was so much fun. And better than riding IN the car because to be frank, it stunk.
Well, Happy Halloween. I have not decorated one bit although, as Vergil pointed out recently, I don't actually need to, what with all the spider webs on my porches. The spiders themselves are gone now, mostly, although what may be the biggest one of the year is still alive, right outside my back porch.
We don't get a lot of Trick-or-Treaters here in downtown Lloyd but I always get a little candy, just in case. Then of course, I eat it.
I did go into the little Harry Potter closet under the stairs to get the skeleton decorations but they're so little that I just left them where they were. But they look pretty cool in there. The skeletons in my closet:
Well, I was going to stay home today and plant pansies but Lily called and I think I'm going to go with her and pick up Owen at school and then we're going to Japanica! because we love it and because it does my heart good to watch Owen eat miso soup and salad with ginger dressing. Plus, the couch and disco ball.
The fucking NRA keeps robocalling me to tell me to vote for Prick Scott. As that guy on Curb Your Enthusiasm always says, "That's just a big bowl of wrong."
Scott is so scary looking that he doesn't need a Halloween costume.
I wish he could have really heard me.
Lord. What am I going to have to bitch about when the election's over? Oh, I'll find something. Trust me. I haven't gone after religion in quite a while. Here's a little taste of that for you.
Dang. This post is all over the place!
I better go get dressed for my Japanica outing. Have to look good for my grandbabies.
Happy Friday, y'all. And have a lovely Halloween whether you dress as a witch or a princess or a zombie or an old woman in overalls drinking gin from the bottle.