Yesterday I woke up bright and early, though the family stayed in bed 'til almost noon. That's just the way we roll around here. They spent the hours just after waking up getting Rocketgirl's zombie costume all ready to go. Chuck ripped some holes in an old pair of jeans and a white tee, they spattered them with corn syrup blood, we ran over them with the car a few times (no, really!), and we left them hanging on the patio to dry why we ran errands. We grabbed some late lunch at our favorite little diner in our neighborhood, the Southern Recipes Cafe, and dropped the kids off at the library for a zombie afternoon. They got to do crafts, got zombie makeup done, and learned the "Thriller" dance. There were about 20 teens there for the program, and their video of the Thriller dance will be on YouTube soon.
Chuck and I ran errands looking at baby stuff and picked the kids up, drove out to my mom's for trick-or-treating evening, dropped some business cards off with a client, and finally came back to Dallas around midnight. I was tooootally exhausted, but Chuck and the kiddos headed off toward downtown Dallas to the Scaregrounds for some haunted house goodness. They finally rolled back in around 2am, just as the clock flipped back to 1am. Sadly, I was not asleep. I wasn't thrilled with them being out with all the Halloween drunks, so I stayed up watching Celebrity Ghost Stories on the Biography Channel and reading The Thirteenth Tale.
It was a great Halloween. The kids had a good time, and so did the grown-ups. A few pics:
Chuck and I dressed as "vampires," which for me meant ho-ey makeup and nicer clothes than I usually wear on the weekend. Oh, and prosthetic vampire fangs--really comfy ones that fit. Chuck had the teeth and intended to latex some prosthetic horns to his forehead, but by the time we got done with kid makeup it was time to drive the hour out to my mom's house.
Obviously, Rocketgirl is the tall, lanky zombie. Chuck decked her out with latex makeup with wrinkly toilet paper and oatmeal underneath for scabbiness. Rocketboy originally wanted to be a vampire, but once he saw this old mask of Chuck's, he switched over to some sort of evil gnomey thing.
The kids were really happy with their costumes. Especially Rocketgirl in all her supreme scariness. One of my mom's neighbors said, "Wow, that costume would scare God himself." There is no higher compliment for a zombie teenager.
How was your Halloween? Anything exciting?
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