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October 30th, 2008
Halloween—A Day Early

This is without a doubt my favorite holiday. I just love this time of year. I do wish it was a little more like fall here, but that’s what happens when you live in a desert. One of my earliest memories is of my mom taking me trick-or-treating. We didn’t have a lot of money, so she always made my costumes. I went as a ghost more than one year. That’s not to say my mom couldn’t sew–she could. Unlike me. *g* Anyway, without fail about midway through trick-or-treating I’d have to go to the bathroom. (I don’t remember drinking a lot as a kid before leaving, but I must have.) We were never near home when this happened. I always had to use someone’s bathroom. It was fairly normal for the scene to play out thus: Hits doorbell. Person opens door. Trick-or-Treat. Candy is dispensed. Can she use your bathroom? Yeah, fun times. 😆

Nowadays, I like handing out candy. It’s fun to see the little ones come to the door. They’re both excited and terrified because they haven’t quite gotten over the ‘you’re a stranger I don’t want to talk to you’ stage. Of course, these days a lot of kids go to the mall and trick or treat. I’m pretty sure I would’ve hated that when I was a kid. After all, whose bathroom would I have used? 😉

What’s your favorite thing about Halloween? Do you have a favorite memory?

20 comments to “Halloween—A Day Early”

  1. In the fifties we were allowed to ‘Trick or Treat’ for three or four days. My brother and I used pillow cases for our bags. 🙂


  2. There were times I would have liked your desert. I can remember trick or treating in an ice storm. My costumes had to be over sized to wear sweatshirts and coats underneath.


  3. When I went out to trick or treat (sometime during the late Jurassic period), a lot of our neighbors handed out homemade goodies. I know safety concerns makes it impossible to do that these days, but that to me is a tragedy.

    My favorite memory is visiting an elderly German lady who lived three blocks away from our house. She actually set up a card table by the sidewalk, and put out a huge platter of warm homemade glazed twisted donuts and cups of chocolate milk for us kids. She didn’t speak much English, but she would smile and laugh and admire all of our costumes.

    Without fail I went to her house first every year, and I still remember how wonderful, light, crispy and delicious those donuts were. It’s the reason I make homemade donuts every Halloween for my kids and our visitors.


  4. Now I want a donut. My mouth will thank Lynn, but my hips won’t.

    I love the costumes, but we never get many trick or treaters. It seems to be a dying thing. And of course carving the pumpkin is always fun!


  5. Back when I was in high school, the local theatre played Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein on Halloween. My friends and I dressed up and sat in the uncomfortable, old, and slightly sticky chairs to leer at the classic horror goodness. It was a blast!


  6. Bernard, I forgot about the pillow cases. We used those, too.


  7. Signy, I went through a few Halloweens with my big jumper under my costume. I also remember a raincoat being used quite often. I didn’t grow up in the desert. 😉


  8. Lynn, You just reminded me of something. There was a lady where I went trick or treating who also made donuts. The drag is she never gave them out. She gave candy instead. I think she made the donuts for some church. What I do remember is the smell of her home. There were trays and trays of donuts and the whole house smelled like them. Every year I wished she’d give us some of those donuts and every year, she didn’t. But it still smelled wonderful.

    I hear you on it being a shame that you can’t give out homemade stuff anymore. We lost something with that.


  9. Charli, I really think it depends on where you live. When I was in L.A., I got a lot of trick or treaters. Not so much now.


  10. Jackie, That sounds like fun. 🙂


  11. Haunted Houses…it was tradition, every year my Mom would pack us up and take us out to all the local haunted houses.

    The fire department ones were the most fun.

    I had a blast and I spent most of my time trying to figure out how they did some of the wickedly cool stuff…


  12. Dawn, I have friends who did the same thing. I was always a big chicken. Too chicken to go inside. *ggg*


  13. LOLOL, Jordan. I can’t say I blame you.


  14. Yes and one year you hit the door bell, didn’t say anything and went right into the house to the bathroom. Thank goodness the people were nice and had the same house layout as your Grandmother had. Infact they thought it was funny.


  15. Dawn, Enjoy the haunted houses. 🙂


  16. Mom, I don’t remember that one, but it sounds about right. I must have had to go bad. *ggg*


  17. Jordan, I laughed out loud when I read the bathroom part. Just a few minutes ago, I was thinking, is my bathroom clean? Every year I have at least 2-3 little ones that have to go. So I’d better go make sure it’s tidy in there!


  18. Cathryn, You better get that bathroom ready. 😉 Mom said I was three when I did that. *ggg*


  19. No haunted houses this year, I’m afraid. My toddler’s too young. I couldn’t get him interested in trick or treating either LOL.


  20. You’re a nice mom. I know parents who would take them out anyway. *ggg*