Last Wednesday was Calendar Halloween,
but because of Superstorm Sandy, our mayor
moved the holiday to Saturday, and then our
governor moved it to today, Monday.
So we have been prepared for
Trick or Treaters for 5 days.
|Halloween decorations are still up.|
The 3 Musketeers Bars are snuggled in their basket, waiting.
Howard and I have been keeping each other honest.
Black paper bats are great fun at Halloween.
Back in 2010, I had them all over our fireplace wall.
In real life, bats are not as cute. Read on.
We've had no trick or treaters yet.
Unless you count this one, which Howard
found when he went to take pictures of
another disconnected gutter on our second floor:
Yeah. A real bat! Hanging inside a bedroom window.
Talk about Eeeeeekkkkk!
This poor little guy had somehow squeezed himself between the screen and the storm window. It took some finagling to free him. Sadly, he had perished before we even found him. We like our bats here at That Old House. They do a bang-up job of keeping our yard pretty much mosquito-free, and they are also kind of neat when they fly out overhead on summer nights.
As long as they don't nest in our attic, they are most welcome.
No jokes now, about my being batty.
'Cause we all know . . . I am.
Also still decorating the porch and the side yard,
It's hard to get good pictures of them because it is DARK
when they are lit. Duh.
Daughter Anne's haunted house pumpkin.
Carved days ago, by last night it was showing its age and
beginning to crumple in on itself.
Carved pumpkins don't have much of a shelf life.
And what would Halloween be without a
My handiwork. Oy.
Tonight we'll candle up all 4 of our carved masterpieces,
and hope that we get at least one group of trick or treaters.
Who don't have fur, wings, and hang upside down.
Sunday night was our last normal dinnertime until next weekend;
Howard doesn't get home from work until 10PM during the week.
So I set a very casual Halloween table, and served up what I realized,
after I filled the serving dishes, was just
about the whitest, most colorless, dinner possible.
Roast chicken bazooms.
Remember when every home in every home dec magazine was
slathered in white and beige? Page after page of . . . no color?
This is the dinnertime equivalent of that.
At least I had bright place mats, and Halloween napkins I sewed back in the day, when I sewed dozens of napkins for all occasions and holidays. Hey, getting your first serger is a heady experience!
If you are in New Jersey,
Happy Halloween on this November 5th!
And I hope you have power by now; so many still out!
Now I need to find a roofer and a gutter guy (do gutter guys have
names? Gutterer?). I know we'll be at the bottom of their priority
list, as we still have a roof even though it's compromised,
but I completely understand that.
Tuesday, Election Day -- A Post about Dylan our new dog,
and how our beach house fared in Sandy. And remember to vote!