Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays, without question. With Americans expected to spend a whopping $8 billion this year on Halloween, I see I’m not alone. It definitely has changed since I was a kid. For one thing, when I was kid, Halloween was a one-day holiday. We may have had a carnival at the school, but that was basically it. That, and the Trick-or-Treating, of course. No one decorated their house. Orange lights didn’t exist. Certainly no zombie babies.
My five siblings and I figured out our costumes the day of Halloween, rummaging through our mother’s closet. She had to have known. We were gypsies, witches, ghosts, and hobos. My brothers often dressed in drag or as bloodied mummies. We were totally fine with it. I loved being a gypsy, so wild and free, wearing scarfs, hoop earrings, and lots of lipstick. If kids bought costumes back then, we didn’t know about it. None of my friends bought costumes either, as far as I know.
Well, the deal today is to buy costumes for kids, at least for this year. Next year, I may change my tune. From year to year, the costumes look strikingly familiar. In the case of my sons, a colorful bodysuit, a mask, and a pair of gloves, with perhaps a sword, or a robot arm. The colors may change, but I would say that this is the standard $20 costume, whether it be a Megatron, Ninja, or an Alien. After four years of being a Ninja in varying colors, my oldest son has now fallen to the dark side. With a motto of “World Peace and Destruction,” he gravitates to the Horror category, as Crypt Master or a Phantom with eyes that light-up.
My neighbors like to dress up their houses, too. There are innumerable ways to get the job done. There’s over-the-top scary with fog and scary music, or the subtle approach with a simple pumpkin flag or a harmless ghost.
At the local Spirit Halloween store
At the Halloween store a whole assortment of friendly faces await you. That’s if you can get your child into the store. This place scares my little one to pieces. See the speck in the distance? Let me tell you, he can run fast when he wants to.
You can see why he might be scared.
What about bringing home the gal from the Exorcist? She can raise and lower herself, and spin her head. An extra added bonus, her eyes light up. However, I didn’t see her suspend above the bed or eject any vile, green contents.
Or, your friendly ghost.
These are Bumble’s decorations. They need a little work.
Help! Help! At least fix my tombstone. For crying out loud! That’s the least you could do.
And, introducing my very own Board Ghost. Is he a ghost? Is he a board?
Who am I? How did I get here?
I don’t know. You kind of came with the house. Hey, are you haunting my house? Is it you? How did you get up there anyway?
I’m talking to a ghost. I mean a board. I mean, uh, a board ghost. It’s time to move along now.
But nothing compares to the MEAT SHOP!!! I saved the best for last.
It’s as good as a movie set, yes? It appeared in our neighborhood a few years back. We couldn’t find it last year. Was it relocated? Transferred? I have my suspicions.
In any case, my little one did not stand for this at all. He never actually saw it, but when he found out we walking on the street where the Meat Shop once existed, he went flying.
Last year, even though the Meat Shop was gone, we only made it to five houses for Trick-or-Treating.
I hope we make it to a few more this year. We shall see.