Josie and I were at Meg's house by six. When it was dark, we hauled the fire pit to the front, ate chili, drank wine, went trick or treating with the little kids and then parked around the fire for more wine and food and handed out candy.  We also ate candy like it there was no tomorrow.

Andy and Vi brought their little kids over so we had a crowd to take around the a block or two.  We met some of the neighbors and peeked in a few houses.  It was fun! 

The weather was warm enough for sweatshirts and most of the kids didn't need to cover up their costumes.

The big girl's party consisted of seven or eight of them.  Josie and Meg were Wayne and Garth and looked pretty dang sweet.  Other costumes were El Woods from Legally blond, Marie Antoinette, Batman and one girl who had a white sweat suit covered in popcorn, straws, candy wrappers and one large paper cup complete with plastic lid and straw.  She was the floor of a movie theater.

The little kids were a cheerleader, a movie star, a storm trooper, a Minnesota Viking, a dinosaur and a pumpkin.

Later in the evening, while swilling wine and roasting our feet by the fire, MJ got a photo of Katie, dressed up as Charlie Brown; skin head wig, big yellow shirt with a zig zag and baggy black capri pants.  No slutty nurse costume for my girl!

Then Tyler called from New Orleans, where he and Tiffini were visiting Ty's buddy, Brian, who lives in the garden district.  We also got a call from Zack, who had gone to visit friends in Bemidji.  Both Ty and Zack dressed up as the Joker, Heath style.

We were joined around the fire by Kent, when he got off work, then some neighbors and then some friends and finally the parents of the girls at the party.  They came to pick their kids up and they stayed to have some wine and tell ghost stories.

We all had stories to tell.  All true.  I don't mean that they were necessarily ghosts, but they really happened to the people telling the stories.  MJ and Katie picked up a ghost ten years ago while they were living in Poland and had gone to visit Aushwitz.  The spirit of a small girl seemed to follow them home.  It took three days of constant prayer to make the phenomenon, whatever it may have been, to vanish.

The rest of us had odd and eerie tales to tell, mostly from living in big old Victorian houses in which many people have lived and died.

The next thing we knew, it was midnight and the kids were begging us to take them home so they could go to sleep.

I ate so much chocolate I couldn't sleep and my ass was totally frozen from four hours sitting around the fire.

It was a good Halloween!

 

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