Halloween

On Tuesday night after I got back from Vegas, we carved pumpkins. Cathie had picked out these cool stick on designs and special pumpkin carving tools which made my job as the master-pumpkin carver a lot easier. All the kids had to do was stick these ridiculously intricate designs onto the pumpkin while I carved under a microscope. Fun for everyone... Except me.


The kids had their Halloween parade at school and our friend Sherri had her usual custom costume. In the past she's been spaghetti and meatballs, a pencil a pumpkin and a bag of leaves. This year she was a bar graph. Not her best, but she tried.

This year's trick-or-treating was a little strange with the new day-light savings time, since things started at 6. The upside was that it went until 8. I took Em and her friend Colleen out and they hit every house in the neighborhood, after which I took Nate and his buddies into the neighborhood across the street.
I noticed this year that our neighborhood was a little empty and I think we figured out why. Across the street, the houses were giving the jumbo size candy bars, some of them two at at a time. Not too shabby.

Our friend Jess and her friend Bambi (yes, that's her real name and not a stage name) was kind enough to take Maddie and her friend around the neighborhood, because apparently, Cathie and I are no longer cool enough. Sigh.

For some odd reason, Cathie really likes celebrating and decorating for Halloween. I don't quite get it. It's not like she's eligible for any awards, but she decorated our bushes with fake spiderwebs, she wore an orange Halloween shirt, made pipe-cleaner-spider-suckers and pudding eyeballs, a halloween tablecloth and even had scary music playing as we decorated our pumpkins. I tried to one up her by wearing my Las-Vegas-Lucky-Will-Brown viking horns and dressing the cat up with a little bling (I posted this picture for Jon, because he's always asking me to post more pictures of my cat, which he likes more than I do). I like the horns. I've been wearing them around the house, just because. Maybe I should use them as a kind of message to tell Cathie what kind of mood I'm in... Wait, if I did that, I'd be wearing them around all the time.