The other dude there suggested for my costume concept, "serial killer," on the premise that they look like everybody else.

That made me laugh.

Very few kids out this evening in my neighborhood. Nobody has decorations up. Even I didn't do anything special; I haven't since I moved here. Halloween isn't very much fun these days. *kicks sand*

Oh, I wasn't criticizing you! I'm sorry; I am so stoned on migraine meds right now that I wouldn't be surprised if the dog started talking. So I'm probably not saying stuff as well as I could right now.

No apologies needed. I'm probably being a little too "get off my lawn" tonight. I love the little ones, but gaggles of teenagers always make me cranky. They made me cranky even when I was a teenager. I think I may have been born a cranky old lady.

I'm probably being a little too "get off my lawn" tonight.

Heh. Our official trick-or-treat hours are 6-8. A group of about 7 kids showed up and POUNDED on our door at 5:30. I didn't even have the candy out, so I had to sprint to the pantry and rip open the bag as I ran back to the front door. And I wanted to yell at them for not observing the official trick-or-treat hours.

So I feel you on the "get off my lawn." There's a proper way to do things, dang it!

I got candy from the little general store even though I wasn't dressed up. The other dude there suggested for my costume concept, "serial killer," on the premise that they look like everybody else.

Oh yeah, this was a popular "costume" in high school.

I bought two (small) bags of candy, in an optimistic spirit. How many trick or treaters did we get? A grand total of two. One family, two kids. Yay leftover candy? On the bright side, this is the family that lives just a few doors down across the street from us, and they were super friendly and the kids were adorable. (They were a cowgirl and a leprechaun.) So I'm really glad to have met them, even though I forgot their names as soon as they said them.

Our official trick-or-treat hours are 6-8.

I don't know if we have hours, but I think I'm getting punked. I turned on my light at 6. No trick or treaters yet.

WTF am I going to do with all of this candy?

25 so far - and now...

but it is hard t tell what will happen. there is a haunted a house a few doors over. I want to go visit, but DH isn't home yet. One cat, nathaniel is in the garage behind a closed door ( He is a door rusher) the other cat is plaguing him from this side - so I am amused

Mini-Obama is adorable. No trick or treaters at my door, but I live in an apartment building. My concession to Halloween was jewelry (pendant of a raven and crystal skull earrings) and a manicure (orange-y nailpolish with black haunted houses stamped on my ring fingers).

In regard to "you should wear that color" - years ago I wore something black into work and a (rather tactless) co-worker told me I looked so good in black I should be a widow.

Utilizing my best tact, I pointed out that I didn't have to marry and then kill off some hapless man in order to wear black.

I got candy from the little general store even though I wasn't dressed up. The other dude there suggested for my costume concept, "serial killer," on the premise that they look like everybody else.

Ha, that's mine, only I say "Sociopath". Today, I happened to be wearing red shirt and black pants. So I quickly made up "I'm the Devil in disguise"

We had almost everyone in costume tonight but I live I a very white neighborhood and I heard some of my neighbors complaining about people who "obviously were not from our neighborhood" (they were brown) coming and trick or treating. I don't get that. I mean, other than racism, what is wrong with going outside your own neighborhood?

My rule is, no treats (I give pretzel packets instead of candy) for kids over 3 feet tall. Mostly. I set up early for the toddler set and run out really, really quickly.

The neighborhood big-deal is a quarter block from my house. It involves an urban 'hay ride', bouncy castles, balloon tricks, games and sometimes a petting zoo.

My favorite family this year included a homemade Hellboy (SO clever) and four Star Wars characters. The mom chortled to her husband, "Hey, it's the nun who knew you were Galacticus a couple of years ago!"

Yep. I wear my nun's habit every year. I'm famous for it...apparently. Tons of people ask me to bless them and one fellow looked a bit scared when he said,"That's real, isn't it." Sort of like what one would say about a realistic _gun_.

Dang. I did not grow up Catholic, but it sure seems the archetypes are strong!