Halloween Shop of Horrors

This weekend, I clicked on the link to a blog proclaiming, “why I won’t wear a sexy Halloween costume.” My initial reaction was, “this author is my people!” A brief reading proved that she was, indeed NOT my people, as she lamented the sexy options in the Halloween store. Because, if you’re waiting until the Halloween stores are open, you are too late!

I am not one of those girls who thinks a Halloween costume needs to keep my beautiful face intact. In fact, I think girls (anyone, really) who doesn’t have the dedication to mess up their face for Halloween is kind of a wimp. I used to decorate my home in intricate detail (despite the promise of less than five trick-or-treaters) and my office in even more detail. I have backed off the building decoration (going so far as to pull the box of decorations out of my basement two weeks ago. It is intact right now). I really hope to get a single trick-or-treater tomorrow, though I have no illusions.

Thursday, I attended a “fall carnival.” Shockingly, not a single child or adult recognized me.


That is in my top-three Halloween costumes, but I think my favorite was this Pirates of the Caribbean-themed costume from 2009:


My co-workers have decided that we’re all dressing in ’50s-themed clothes tomorrow. I guarantee, my poodle skirt is going to kick their poodle skirts’ asses. And I didn’t even bother to borrow my dad’s Letterman’s sweater from the ’50s. Will there be a picture forthcoming? Probably not, because my face will be completely recognizable. 😉



Decorating for Christmas

A year ago, after having moved across the country just five months previously, we moved even farther east on Dec. 17. Our agreement upon moving was that we would return home for Christmas every year, which is how I found myself begging our daughter to have my brother help her move our 7 1/2 foot tree from its box in the basement to the living room upstairs. Neither seemed very inclined to help with the process, but as I was flying in on Dec. 19, and the tree is too heavy for me to lift, I begged and cajoled, and then my husband ordered her to make it happen. I assured her she wouldn’t have to help decorate – I’d do all of that – I just needed help getting the tree into position.

That is all a long story to explain how I came home to find this:


Darth Tree. Also known as “Darth Tree and the horse he rode in on.” It’s not a great picture, but there is the tree, as requested, with a Darth Vader mask my brother wore in the ’70s, my daughter’s light saber, and at the bottom, her old stick horse. Those two really had to search the archives for this one. And since you asked, yes, I did leave it exactly like that, and was happy to check “decorate the tree” off my long list of things to do.

While they were going through the Halloween stuff, they also found an old skull:


To this, they added a light-up Santa hat headband, and light-up glasses purchased at an Elton John concert.

How lovely to come home to a fully-decorated house, and not to have to worry about decorating after packing, moving, unpacking, then flying cross-country. I haven’t moved this year, and I don’t expect similar decorating assistance, but it’s fun to imagine how those two would decorate this year.

What items do you have packed away in storage that some silly person might use to decorate your home for the holidays? Any silly decorating traditions?