I have no little or big kids at home anymore. I have no grand kids. I live in a rural area and no one trick or treats at my door. Yet every year, I cut a bunch of pumpkins, I have a ghosty flag on my porch and I buy some candy, just in case. Of course I buy candy I like. This year it’s Milky Way Midnight Minis: Rich, Dark Chocolate-Golden Caramel-Vanilla Nougat, because I will end up eating all of them. Okay, I will try to get to the candy before Curt does.
This week our local library is having its BIG used book sale, over 100,000 books, and I volunteered for today’s 9 – 1 morning shift. Well it’s Halloween, I can’t just go in everyday duds but a full costume wouldn’t work. I need to move around a lot since I am a team leader. (Team Leader? Sounds fancy but it just means I’m the person the other volunteers call when they have a problem.)
So what to wear? I dug out a pumpkin t-shirt and a green long sleeved shirt. Topped this with gold deelie-boppers. You need help? Find the woman who looks like a pumpkin with alien antennae. I loved it when one of the customers asked, “Do you work here?”
However my day wasn’t done. In the afternoon I had to take the girls out for pictures (that’s mammogram to youse guys) and I decided to continue to wear my pumpkin shirt and antennae. Believe me when I say you have to bring some levity to this yearly indignity. The receptionist thought it was cute, the technician thought it was funny and I got my pictures done in ten minutes. I’m just ordering the wallets, they’ll be ready in a week.