I was never good at conjugating French verbs.
I wanted that to say it was Halloween.
Instead, (I think) it says it is Halloween?
Help me out here!!
The funny thing about Halloween is how great it is for the adults
-- with no children --
when it falls on a Sunday.
Why you ask?
Well, mostly because you an stretch it out for a whoooooole weekend.
For example, my girlfriend Kendall celebrated her 23rd birthday on Friday.
We went to the bar.
(That's another story.)
It was an odd mix of folks in costumes and folks not in costumes.
That was the 29th.
Two days before Halloween.
* * * * *
Three older British men at the bar were eyeballing the "Girl Guide"
in front of me (who in turn was nervously glancing at me for reassurance) asking if she needed some help procuring any new badges. Once that joke wore off, they turned to me,
not in costume,
and asked what I came dressed as.
I looked myself up ad down and starrd back with a look of
"Isnt it obvious?"
"Um, hot?" I responded, much to their delight.
"Well played!!" came the answer.
* * * * *
Sunday morning when I went for a walk down thru our bar district, en route to Starbucks.
It looked as though a Hallowen bomb had gone off.
There was a long, red glove here.
A cape there.
A nurse shoe across the street.
Wonder woman's on-top underwear was draped over a fence
and the piece du resistance was defintely
a condom
packed with candy
and tied off at the top.
Happy Halloween.
Elsie P
PS - when did you dress up?
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