One of several knick-knacks I felt compelled to buy for the season
Tiffany, Scott and I conquered The Haunt last night. It was scarier than last time around, but I have to temper my expectations. I’m never SCARED. I’m simply startled by these crazy people jumping out of the shadows. And the big creepy clown guys getting right in my face. Especially since we’d just eaten dinner and I had what I’m sure was a bad case of garlic breath. Poor clowns.
My husband is quite witty. During our last trek through the clown area, he said to the guy, “So if I eat you, will you taste funny?” This time around he said to the guy in the fool costume, “Yeah, well you’re a fool.” The actor didn’t get the humor. He shot back with, “YOU’RE the fool!” Hmmm.
Also: I’ve only taken two mini packs of Milk Duds from the pumpkin since yesterday’s post.
We haven’t yet carved our pumpkins, even though I have all the tools.
And my dogs came home from “daycare” the other day with a special trick-or-treat bag that contained rawhides, tennis balls and two lovely spidery things that look like this:
(Yes, I take my dogs to doggie daycare once a week. That’s a topic we can examine further at another time.)