It’s October and to risk sounding like my friend Tyler, no it’s not state the obvious day. This has to be my favorite month of the year for a few reasons, one being it is the month my favorite holiday falls within and two, it’s the month, that here in Texas, heralds in the few months of cool weather we get to enjoy.
Outside right now it’s raining, has all night long, it’s cool and raining; I love this weather. Yesterday we began prepping for Halloween by hauling some of the decorations out of the storage facility but did not make much progress as the rain started moving in. Today looks like a literal wash as well regarding setting up the graveyard, etc but that’s okay, there’s a Cowboy game on later that I have to watch with TheDMan.
I’ve decided on the costume for this year; last year and year previous I was a vampyre -yeah I know, how original… but this year I’ll go Pirate.
Here’s a photo of one part of our display from last year: it’s a real casket that Bro-in-Law bartered for – usually we have one of our festively inebriated friends dress up and play zombie or awakened corpse. It’s a bit intense for the smaller trick or treaters so we try and limit the pop out of the coffin ploy for the bigger ‘kids’ benefit.
I hate to say how much in the way of candy and small toys we hand out every year but with the exhibit as we refer to it now, drawing carloads of happy Halloweenies to our door, by time the night rolls around we have an entire trunk of stuff to hand out. Out of the seven years we’ve done this little event we had rain only once so I hope that holds again for this year. We’ve people who have returned since the first year we did this who tell us this is their traditional start of the Holiday season, coming to our place to trick or treat. We’re seeing their kiddoes grow up each year. Very cool to think that what initially began in our three collective 12 year old minds’ view of Halloween has meant so much to so many folks we do not know and those whom we’ve come to see only on Halloween.
We had eight features in the exhibit last year with Sis usually the witch stirring a black kettle full of water and dry ice; she greets the peeps near the entrance of the wrought iron gates cackling madly and handing out slimy creatures or gummy bugs, worms. Bro or I man the door, taking turns. I also run beverages to any of our friends wandering the yard as Frankenstein, the Mummy or Count Dracula. We must keep the monsters happy and festive.