So, a couple of days ago I revealed my plans to stay home and watch scary movies all day and then go out around 8 to go trick or treating with the fam. My day went sort of like that. In the morning we did our normal morning thing of getting on the computer for a couple of hours, but then we decided to go to Costco to pick up a couple of pizzas to eat when we came back from trick or treating. We spent about an hour or so debating whether or not we were all going to go and if we were going to wear our costumes. Once we figured all that out and had come to the conclusion that we would all be leaving and not wearing costumes we left and had a nice day of shopping for pizzas–which turned into a day of shopping for breakfast, and lunch as well. On the way there, they played Thriller which was pretty exciting, seeing how my sister saw the music video and heard the song for the first time a couple of weeks ago. I mean, she wasn’t as excited as we were, but I still thoroughly enjoyed it.
Upon coming home a couple of hours before we were scheduled to go trick or treating, I had expected to sit down and watch a scary movie, which we did not do, of course. Because that would just be what I wanted, so instead we ate and transferred my kid sister from her regular clothes to her costume. She was set to be a firefighter, set with an ax, whistle, and hard hat. She looked pretty legit.
My eonnie, second kid sister (or first, since she is older), and mommy all got into our costumes after that. We left the house around 7:30/7:45 because we could wait no longer (the firefighter was being obscenely pushy) and we began our trick or treating escapade. Upon arriving, though, it seemed as though it was a trick rather than a treat. In the neighborhood that we usually trick or treat at, it was completely dark. The lights in just about all of the houses were off, and there appeared to be no cars in the drive ways. It was creepy. It was pitch dark, save for the few street lamps, and we could see no trick or treaters. We nearly gave up when we saw a group of kids walking away from one of the houses, and next to that, another group of kids coming out of another house. We decided to park, leave my eonnie in the car and walk around some.
As it turns out, they actually were supposed to stop handing out candy at eight, whereas it started at 6. We didn’t get the memo. Go figure.
Lydia, the one on the left, dressed as a gypsy. And she wasn’t cold at all, so don’t trip. *Note: Sarcasm*
One of the houses was blasting Michael Jackson music (Beat It, to be specific) and had a lot of lights and extensive decorating, I even think they were barbecuing. Another house that was in the Halloween spirit, was in the shape of a shoe (I’m lying) and had a witch that lived inside (she was sorta kinda almost mean), and another was handing out big chocolate bars. But still, a lot of the house’s lights were off and people weren’t answering the doors, as per what we saw from the group of girls we were sort of kind of following. We walked for what felt like hours, but was probably only, like, 20 or 30 minutes and toward the end of our trip we ended up at a house that had an older gentleman who was afraid he’d ran out of candy and recalled that last year he had actually ran out of candy and had to go and get some more. I don’t know this man, but he felt the need to say it, so I felt the need to listen. I stood in the back as my sisters yelled “Trick or Treat!” along with the other children and he gave each of them two pieces of candy (talk about stingy). When he saw me, he said, “I am going to give this young lady here a mint chocolate, because she is just standing back here so cool.” Mission accomplished. Goal achieved. My costume of “Cooler than you” was a success. (To see what I am talking about: click here)
I thanked him and we made our way back to the car.
When we got home we put the pizza in the oven: Cheese.
And while it baked we had an impromptu “Trick and find” as my mommy calls it, because my sister felt as though she didn’t get enough candy and go to the 15 houses she wanted to visit (literally). The game basically was my sister hiding some surprise candy (chocolate and starbursts) around the house and the firefighter and gypsy were supposed to find them. They were hidden in plain sight, yet it took them 8 years to find them all. After the pizza finished baking, I ate my first piece of chocolate that night:
Hershey’s Extra Creamy Milk Chocolate with almonds and toffee which came in a pack with three other kinds of chocolate:
Special Dark with almonds (which actually has two whole almonds inside), regular milk chocolate, and milk chocolate with (crushed) almonds. This ish was delicious. I don’t know if it was because I was chocolate deprived, but it was the most delicious thing I had ever eaten. The right kind of crunch and the right kind of sweetness. I was like, yum. Then I grabbed a starburst. My first starburst in years. (Not because I’m on a diet or anything, but simply because we don’t eat a lot of candy.) And all I have to say is, have they always been this delicious?
So, we ate pizza. I had two pieces of pepperoni and two pieces of cheese along with the cesar salad.
We watched The Twilight Zone, One on One, The Haunting Hour, and a hand full of other things. Wasn’t necessarily what I was talking about when I said scary, but it worked out just fine. :) Over the weekend we watched the Halloween episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, titled “Fear, Itself“–Loved it– American Horror Story: Murder House–hated it (we started it ages ago and finally decided to finish the first episode. Bad idea.)– And Total Recall–absolutely adore it. I hope you guys had a great Halloween, and though this is late, an enjoyable Day of The dead for those who celebrate it. More stuff coming soon. 💋