It's almost here. Maya is convinced that in our new town (which has a few parts that are a LOT fancier than our old town) that people in the big houses will give out chocolate bars the size of our heads. She swears this is confirmed by other 7th graders and has a few specific streets in mind where this will happen. I"m not so sure about the giant candy, and keep telling her MY theory - smaller houses, smaller yards = more candy. More is better, so I can filch it out of their bags unnoticed.
Plus, I'm not driving her over to the other side of the tracks for the big houses, so we may never find out who's right. I'll be on our porch with my friend Emily and a six pack of pumpkin beer, giving out candy bars smaller than your head.
Plus, there is a fun new tradition here (in our 'hood), which I'm kind of loving. Boo Bags. Ever hear of these?
It's like Ding Dong Ditch - with candy! The doorbell rings at night, while you are watching TV after dinner. When you answer it, there's a bag with 2-4 pcs of candy in it on the steps. The kids decorate the bag with a little note, and unless you see them giggling and running away, you have no idea who drops it off. It's kind of perfect. And I don't know about you guys, but once I sit down at the TV, I always wish I had a little bit of dessert, so this is working out nicely.
But Halloween isn't all free candy. There's planning to do.
I've been dying for Maya to be Wednesday Addams for a few Halloweens now and this year we found the perfect dress at Goodwill, so she's in. It's getting a few buttons, a black sash, and a felt collar over the existing lace. We've managed the perfect mix of creepy victorian/salem witchiness, and she's trying to get her buddies to be the rest of the Family.
We also found a creepy doll to carry around. She's missing most her face and is really pale. I love Goodwill.
At the same sale that provided the creepy doll, I found THIS.
Can you see it? I am in love with this, It's a vintage tweed Christian Dior suit from the 1960s. With a cropped fitted jacket and a pencil skirt. The tailoring is ah-mazing. It cost me $12.
I may have to get my old ad agency job back just so I can wear it.