Halloween

I've been thinking back to some of my Halloween costumes over the years...the first and best one I remember is when I was Princess Leah when I was 5. My mother twisted two coffee roll buns out of my hair on each side of my head, and made me a little white robe that had a braided rope around the waist. It was genius.

The rest of the costumes come in a blur, sort of a montage of all the years mixed up, recalled from photographs burned into my memory. I was a jelly bean bag one year, with a clear plastic trash bag wrapped around by body, my head poking out of the top. Balloons filled the bag and my mother & I sat in church (did anyone else have to go to church on Halloween night - what the hell was that all about?!) and the balloons were periodically popping and I was horrified. Another year I was a smurf. I was in white pants and a white sweatshirt and a white winter hat and had this awful thick blue face paint which coated my face and smelled horrible. Another year I was Pac-Man. I forget how that costume came about - I think it was leftover from one of my cousins the previous Halloween. It was made of cardboard and painted yellow and it covered my whole body minus my legs and arms and face. It was awesome. Another year I dismembered a large bunny rabbit stuffed animal I had and pulled the stuffing out of the head and put it on mine and wore pink fuzzy pajamas with the feet attached. Oh yes, and one year I was Cleopatra; I wore this turquoise gown embroidered in gold (which was my mothers) and pounds of her gold costume jewelry on top of it. I had this matching headpiece that resembled a veil and more makeup on than any 6th grader should be allowed to wear. Another good costume.

I wonder why only some costumes stick out and the majority of them fall away into oblivion. I mean, I must've worn at least 15 years worth of costumes, right? I definitely wore a costume or two in my twenties too. But I don't recall those. How is it that only a select few exist in my mind?

Sean is going to be a spider for his first Halloween. His black costume has legs and everything. We're going to take him around in his stroller and get ourselves some candy! I fell into the Sears web (haha) again, bringing him to have his pictures taken and hoping to get out of there by buying the $9.99 package but no - couldn't choose one shot...lo and behold the pictures were all awesome and I had to buy them all. Damn those Sears photographers.

The spider costume surely won't be the one of the few that Sean recalls when he is 34, but he'll at least have his Sears pictures to remember it by.

xo