Hello, dear friends. How is your weekend going? All is well here. The Mister and I went out to lunch and the movies today. The flick of the day was Inferno. The Mister loved it.
There is only one Halloween that sticks out in my mind from my childhood. I was in 4th grade, and it was the year of firsts. That year I experienced my maiden voyage of hitting the bricks with girlfriends and leaving my parents and Sista in the dust at home. It was the first time that I could collect and carry my loot in an old pillow case like all the cool kids instead of some lame plastic pumpkin from the basement. And lastly, I had a homemade costume for the first time, thanks to my babysitter, Alicia. No more store-bought itchy get-up from the Five & Ten for moi.
There is only one Halloween that sticks out in my mind from my childhood. I was in 4th grade, and it was the year of firsts. That year I experienced my maiden voyage of hitting the bricks with girlfriends and leaving my parents and Sista in the dust at home. It was the first time that I could collect and carry my loot in an old pillow case like all the cool kids instead of some lame plastic pumpkin from the basement. And lastly, I had a homemade costume for the first time, thanks to my babysitter, Alicia. No more store-bought itchy get-up from the Five & Ten for moi.
I wanted to be The Flying Nun for a couple of reasons. The first and most obvious reason was the fact that it was my favorite TV show. I wanted to be Sister Bertrille more than anything else in the world. The second and most important reason had to do with the fact that I went to a Catholic school and felt that since the Nuns were the judges of the costume contest, I would be a shoe-in for the winning spot. In the end, I did not win but it still ended up being my most memorable Halloween.
While having the time of my life trick-or-treating and chatting it up with my gal pals, the lucky boy that I had a crush on snuck up on me, grabbed my pillow case filled with candy wrappers and took off at 90 miles an hour. The girls and I squealed in delight. Obviously, Joey liked me too!! I walked home with empty arms and the world's biggest smile on my face. Unfortunately, our relationship was a one-night run stand. But that's his loss.