Every summer around the end of July I am hit with a mild sense of foreboding. Fall is coming, and I'm not ready. I love summer and it just seems to fly by, but then I start to see pumpkins, mums, and turning leaves and I remember that I really love fall. I stand outside at night and smell the fall air, and I remember that I really love fall. Besides, many of your better people were born in the fall (namely myself, my daughter, my mother, and my grandmother. Favorites of mine all.) Not to mention my wedding anniversary is also in the fall. Lots of good stuff, including the annual Halloween party given by my lovely friend and neighbor, also born in the fall by the way.
This year will be the third installment of the party. It is something I start looking forward to as soon as the last one is finished. One of the great things about the party is that everyone in attendance really gets into the spirit of things. No one balks at having to come in costume, and, in fact, the costume thing becomes quite competitive (in a very fun, not mean way). Secrets abound, no one tells before the party what they are going to be, it's too much fun to be surprised. Plus there are awards.
The first year, it took me forever to come up with an idea. Finally about a week before the party I decided my husband and I would go as "Sugar and spice and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of", and "Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails, that's what little boys are made of." The night before the big event, we went to a bonfire and hayride sponsored by my son's school. It was a great time had by all, until it was time to leave. My husband had lost his keys out of his jacket pocket. We tried searching as best we could in the dark with only a small flashlight... no luck. Therefore, the next day, the day of the party, I had to go search the park again for the keys. I had to do it because my husband had appointments scheduled the whole day and wouldn't be home until right before the party. Normally, this would not have been a big deal, but in preparation for my "Sugar" (this did become my nickname for awhile after the party) costume, I needed to set my hair in old fashioned curlers and wear them all day. I had not planned to go out. Oh well, it was kind of a grey, cool, misty fall day, I figured not many people would be at the park. I tied a scarf around my curlers and off I went. I looked fantastic! ;) As luck would have it, there were two birthday parties going on at the park. There were people everywhere. A shining moment to be sure. The good news, I found the keys and ironically enough, I won "sexiest" at the party that night.
Last year, my husband and I went as James Bond and a "Dirty Martini". My nails were even painted to look like olives. We won "Best Overall". This year the pressure is on, and to date I have no ideas. My cousin wants us to be this, she thinks it is hilarious, but alas, I just wouldn't feel right about buying something and wearing it as is. Where is the challenge in that? So do any of you have any great ideas? I would be so grateful if you would share them with me!