I had a pretty good pre-Halloween and actual Halloween. Last Saturday night we had our 2nd annual Jones’ Halloween Party, which I hope I don’t forget was kind of a bad idea because cleaning your house hungover is probably one of the worst #whitepeopleproblems a person can have.
But rewind, before the hangover, I was having fun:
Forcing Batdog to take photos with me;
and my Sister-In-Law too;
that one wasn’t really forced, as Beanie Babies will take any attention they can now that it is past 1999.
What there aren’t photos of:
- Me dancing to this song and this song
- My husband making a good Fred Flintstone
- The epic funfetti cake dip I made
On the actual October 31, I enjoyed a Mexican Fiesta and ate out with one of my friends/old coworkers and then entertained Trick or Treaters in the evening.
One proud moment was a teen girl telling me my door “was cool”. Yeah, that’s right, I’m the cool 20-something in our neighborhood who decorates their front door in a Halloween wreath and masking tape spiderwebs.
Another proud moment: one kid telling another kid he remembered that they already hit up our house because of the skull.
Yeah, I have a purple glittering skull that has lighted eyes. And yes, I put that puppy outside for trick or treaters as soon as the sun starting going down.
Like I said, coolest house on the block, right here. Holla.