as commercial as these belgians claim our american halloween to be, you can't refute that, i will be thinking halloween thoughts this weekend, and i'm wearing halloween socks from thriller four years ago to prove loyalty.
i will miss seeing the color orange everywhere. i will miss eating reeces ghosts, goblins, ghouls or whatever shape they are selling this year. i will miss seeing my nieces and nephews clad in wigs, make-up, and plastic in the hopes for a day becoming their ultimate idol: ariel or dinos. i will miss seeing my parents pizazz come out as they don a cleverly planned costume so opposite of their true nature: a pirate judge or the wicked witch. i will miss decorating pumpkin sugar cookies with my beloved family. no costumes needed, no screams, or scares. just love. such a simple tradition we've had for---to say it this way: i think the pumpkin cookie cutter that has made thousands of waistline spreading goodies is older than i am---that is how long we've been making pumpkin sugar cookies. i love family.
we're off for a three day weekend. not because of halloween, but all saints day.
we took our first night snapshots and the candlelit streets were as spooky as it got here...