--The World Series came to an end last night, which means that we won't have to choose between Halloween and baseball. I remember in 1979 or 1980, my grandparents on my mom's side were visiting us. My grandfather watched every night of the Series while they were at our house--including Halloween. My sister and I couldn't believe he'd rather watch baseball than go out trick-or-treating with us.
--Of course, I was in my early teens, so I wasn't really trick-or-treating--just supervising my younger sister. I took a pillow case with me, just in case anyone wanted to give me candy too. Most people did.
--Years before, when I was the kid trick-or-treating, I devised a witch costume. I put my mom's green eye shadow all over my face. I spent the next few days feeling itchy and looking slightly green.
--I had a similar experience years later in college when I dressed like a punk girl. I put a green streak in my hair. It took days to wash out.
--What do our costumes say about us? I know that punk girl is close to my heart; she's emerged from costume attempts throughout the years. I like her "I can do anything" approach to life. I like her fearlessness. I like that she stands up to authority that's abusing its power. I want to be that girl. I want to form a band with that girl so that she can teach me to play the guitar.
--I should write a life guide offered by your inner punk girl. What would that look like? A little book of short meditations. Or a multimedia event that shows up at unexpected spots around the city.
--I will have to live to be 158 years old to fully explore all the creative ideas I have--and that's only if I stop having them right now. And it's not even 6 a.m. yet, and I just got another one. Sigh.
--But I digress: back to Halloween. My favorite Halloween memory at my current school comes from 2009, when I helped with the pumpkin decorating. In the past, it had been a simple carving station. But I brought all my yarns, my button tin, paints, and some fabric. The students had a great time. It was fun to watch them discover that they could use any of my fabric/fiber supplies that they wanted and to watch the wonderful creations they crafted.
Unfortunately I didn't get many pictures. Above you see a close up of some pumpkins on the stairs. I made the pirate pumpkin with the teal eye patch.
--Once the Culinary department made haunted gingerbread houses--amazingly, intricate designs. I always loved looking at them.
--Here's a close-up:
--Once, I made cookies in the shape of pumpkins and decorated them. Once I made several batches a year, each and every year. I can't remember the last time I made Halloween cookies. They're labor intensive, with all the rolling and cutting and decorating. These years, I make bar cookies, if I make cookies at all.
--Maybe I'll make an apple crisp for breakfast. Yes I will. Our Halloween highs will be in the mid-80's. I have to do something to get in an autumnal mood.
--Tonight we will give out candy at our new house. We're expecting more trick-or-treaters. We live in a safer neighborhood. But I must admit, even in this safer neighborhood, I'm not aware of a lot of children who live here. And it's not a gated neighborhood.
--We may also walk to friends who live a few blocks away. They're having a Halloween open house. What a treat to have friends in walking distance.
--Speaking of treats, I must go--my apple crisp is ready to come out of the oven!
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