So last night was my Halloween Extravaganza. It was also the first Halloween in our new house and since I am still trying to "make nice" with the neighbors, I wanted everything to be perfect. I left work at 4pm raced to my mom's to pick up some home-made chili, only to discover I did not have a key to her house. But, as you all know, I have inherited an ability to break into anything that appears locked, whether by use of ingenious maneuvering or by brute force. Last night I combined the two to enter the house (mom, if you are reading this you need to replace the screen on Chad's window....sorry).
So that stop took longer then expected but mission accomplished all the same. So off to the Ville I went. Well I would have went except the traffic was INSANE. So I sat, and sat, and then crawled about 2 inches. I repeated this process for about 1.5 hours. The only joy I got was by angering another driver so badly I think I may have reduced her to tears. She got out of line and tried to use a turning lane to jump four cars and then merge back into line...well I would not left her cut. So she jut the front of her car in my path. Those who know my driving skills (which are basically non-existent) this was a stupid move. My initial reaction was to press on the gas and take out the front end of the bitch's car...but, knowing that Sean would kill my if I scratched the new car I grudgingly left her in. Of course, I welcomed her back into the lane by laying on my horn for about 300 seconds. I could see the steam coming from her ears and she tuned and gave me the finger. The following 10 minutes, I watched her flail her arms in the air and point at my car, she kept proudly displaying her IQ by holding up her middle finger (I guess she thought 1 was pretty high). Then the moment I had been waiting for presented itself. I got to pass her on the right hand side. I stopped when our cars became aligned. She was screaming and hollering, holding up the middle finger on both hands (maybe she was trying to indicate her IQ was really 2). I smiled and waved, gave her a little salute and drove off. I would put money that I single-handedly ruined that poor girls WHOLE night. The sad part is, I do not even feel guilt. I hate cutters.
Anyway, I made it to the Ville and Sean had accomplished EVERYTHING on his to-do list and I was SO proud! The house looked amazing. We had to acclimate to some of the Ville's Halloween rituals. For example, in the Ville, you sit outside in the front yard and the kids walk up to you, non of this "going to the door" non-scene that we were accustomed to. So I dressed up as a stressed mom (no costume needed) Sean was a ghoul, and my front yard was dressed up like an LSU tail-gate party. It was a blast! Lu-Lu refused to put on her costume, but she donned the headband halo ALL NIGHT. She also did not all anyone else, including her father and brother to keep their costumes on.
As the night progressed, I realized we were starting to get really low on candy. I could not believe how many kids came by. At the old house I was lucky to get 10 trick-or treaters. Last night, I had 10 in the first 5 minutes. Not wanting to go inside too early I had to devise a plan. I took Lu-Lu trick-or-treating (sans a costume) then we would take her candy and pass it out to the trick-or-treaters. This bought us almost another hour of tail gating. Sadly though we ran dry before the night was complete so we had to hastily retreat inside and turn off all the lights. (Greedy little devils still kept ringing the damn doorbell).
All and all I would say complete success. I learned some valuable lessons, we need more candy, we need less food, and no need for costumes. I think I have a couple of pics of the kids I will post at a later date.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!
