Catherine Takes On Halloween: Part 2
This is the second of two posts where I’m detailing what I did this year to take on Halloween. It’s also part two of my quest to find out if I actually even like Halloween. If you haven’t already, catch up on part 1 here, where I dressed up (or actually, undressed, considered I was very scantily clad), painted pumpkins and learned how to spell pumpkin.
Here’s the rest of the things I did this year to take on Halloween:
#4 OOHED AND AWWWED OVER CHILDREN COSTUMES
This year, I spent a fair amount of time being obsessed with how cute the kids looked in their Halloween costumes. On Facebook or in person, I couldn’t get enough of little Spider Mans and Tinker Bells. And, in case you didn’t notice, I’m not quite the kid person. But damn, the kids looked cute this year. They also made my clock tick so loud that I was certain everyone could hear it.
At the lake, my mom gave out fruit snacks and Play-Doh to trick-or-treaters. I think that was a half-win. I’m not a fan of the fruit snacks but can you imagine how fun it would be to get Play-Doh while trick-or-treating? Way cool.
On another note, my favorite thing I ever got while trick-or-treating was homemade doughnuts. I remember in the fifth or sixth grade, this one family fried doughnuts, dipped them in glaze and handed them out warm with hot chocolate. Those were simpler times; I’m not sure I’d let my kids eat doughnuts (no matter how amazing they looked) from a stranger’s house now-a-days.
My least favorite thing I ever got while trick-or-treating? In upstate New York, this Southern Baptist family handed out miniature comic books. In the comic books, there were stories of trick-or-treaters that were going to hell for celebrating Halloween. It showed hand drawn pictures of children in costumes surrounded by flames, burning. This one incident resulted in me having an irrational fear of Baptists for years, until I met one of my closest friends in the ninth grade and found out she was Baptist. I learned through her that not all Baptists are crazy, after all. But I’ll never forget that comic book. Isn’t that creepy?
#5 OOHED AND AWWWED OVER ADULT COSTUMES
Generally, I don’t pay much attention to adult’s costumes. People who are dressed up really don’t faze me. Most times, I hardly even notice them. But this year, I laughed over costumes, including plenty of Lady Gagas, a couple who dressed up as s’mores and a happy camper, a couple of Katie Perrys and lots of Chilean Miners, wearing Oakleys and all. It’s so fun to see how creative people can be on Halloween (certainly more creative than my bumble bee costume!).
This year, I also saw something I’d never seen before: people dressing up as each other. Chef dressed up like the bartender at his restaurant, and one Chef’s customers dressed up as Chef. For the record, I do not think I could handle someone dressing up as me. That is just a minefield for getting my feelings hurt. But props to people who can handle it without crying over candy corn and fun-size Snickers.
#6 WENT TO THREE PARTIES
Oh yeah, I went to three Halloween parties this year. First, the party at the lake the weekend before Halloween. Second, the president of my company’s party Saturday night. And third, another party at Chef’s restaurant Saturday night. This all left me a little Halloweened out by the time the 31st came.
Now, I’ll admit that I only wore the bumble bee costume to one of these three parties. And you can probably guess why. That costume is, um, pretty revealing. I didn’t think it would be completely appropriate to wear it to the president’s party, nor did I want to wear to Chef’s restaurant. I think it was a good decision to not wear the costume to those parties. But, I do think it’s pretty funny that I’ve posted these pictures online, on a public blog that my coworkers read. That feels different and less inappropriate, although I’m not sure why!
#7 WENT TO A HAUNTED HOUSE
A bunch of us, including my sister, mom, step dad and some friends, all went to a haunted house tour on Friday night. It was a friggin’ blast. I’m not usually easily scared, but at the beginning of the tour, there was a “zombie attack.” When I saw the first zombie, I honestly didn’t even know the haunted house/tour festivities had begun. I thought were just walking to our destination. Um, not the case. Suddenly there were zombies outside the fence, panting and looking like they would just love to bite the hell out of me. Quite alarming.
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but you should know that I love zombie movies. Dawn of the Dead, I Am Legend, 28 Days Later, I love them all. In fact, I pride myself on my deep knowledge of zombies. I’ve always thought I’m the kind of girl you want around in a zombie attack. I’ve even read The Zombie Survival Guide. Well, fast forward to me going to a haunted house where there is a simulated zombie attack. I almost peed my pants. Literally. It was about the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced. It was a BLAST.
Here’s a pic of my mom and me on one of many bathroom trips that night. All night long we went to the bathroom together like we were best friends in high school. One of said trips included us crammed in a porta-potty together. It was so fun.
After the haunted house, the entire crew went to Chef’s restaurant. It was so weird bringing my parents to his restaurant to eat, have drinks and watch a band.
One of our friends remarked to me, “I like Chef’s restaurant.”
To which I said, “Thanks.” As though it were my restaurant. And then I laughed at myself. It’s kind of like when someone says they think your boyfriend is cute, your sister is funny, your daughter is smart. Suddenly you find yourself saying thanks, but you aren’t exactly sure why or what the appropriate response is, because it’s not like you can take ownership for those things. It was pretty funny.
#8 ATE A CARAMEL APPLE
As part of the haunted house, there was a haunted trail. On the trail, there were porta-potties and a place to buy snacks. I bought a hot chocolate and caramel apple. Um, I cannot tell you the last time I ate a caramel apple. It was delicious and perfect. It screamed fall and Halloween. Best $2.50 I’ve spent in a while. Actually, I borrowed the money from my step father and haven’t given it back to him yet. So it’s the best $2.50 I haven’t spent in a while.
So, the question now is, do I actually like Halloween? Weirdly enough, I’m still not exactly sure. I think only time will tell. I had so much fun, enjoyed being adventurous (read: looking slutty) in my costume, had a ridiculously good time visiting a professional haunted house (which I’ve never done) and had some great times with family and friends. So in these ways, it as a huge success. I am pooped though. Halloween has exhausted me. I need a vacation from Halloween parties and costumes. And frankly, almost as exhausting as Halloween is playing damage control on Facebook when people tag pictures of me from this Halloween (I told you I hate pictures of myself!).
But as I said, time will tell. Next September/October, let’s see how fondly I remember this Halloween. Let’s see if I’m drawn like a magnet to the nearest Halloween Express to purchase a costume. Let’s see if I still have an urge to kidnap the cutest trick-or-treater that comes my way. Let’s see if next year, I make caramel apples in my kitchen at home (hmm, this is almost a definite. I’m thinking of making caramel apples this weekend, they were so good!).
But I do feel like I can declare this a Mission Accomplished. This year I took on Halloween. Simply Solo style.