Over the last five years and last five homes, we've had a total of 1 trick-or-treater, and this year we got 60!
I guess that's what happens when you move to a quaint neighborhood in the suburbs! Since I will dress for any occasion, I donned my good ol' gypsy costume to answer the door. Normally this costume involves a very bare midriff, but in consideration of the small children (and let's face it, the temperature!) I added a tank top and
shawl to make it a bit more modest.
We had a notion that we'd get a few kids at the door, so we stocked up with three double-sized bags of candy. Around 7:30, though, we could see the bottom of the bowl and Haris panicked and ran out and bought 3 more bags. Which we are now trying very hard not to eat, because apparently 7:30 is the end of suburban trick or treating time... we'll have to remember that for next year.
Somehow my decorating enthusiasm failed me on this holiday, and this was the extent of my Halloween decorations:
That's Skittles in the window there- I had to tempt him up there with a bowl of food. Oddly, though, I'm already planning my Christmas decorations...