First things first... the kitty costume. She was pretty much possessed by the devil last Halloween so I didn't even try to dress her up, but she's been a good kitty this year so it was time to bring the tradition back.
Next, my spur-of-the moment Wednesday night costume idea. I had zero plans for Halloween this year (as is what frequently happens when the holiday falls on a weeknight) but I couldn't help myself. As soon as I saw it in Target, I knew.
It's like I have ESPN or something.
I channeled my inner Karen Smith and it was great. We went and got "Boo-ritos" at Chipotle ($3 if you're wearing a costume!) and once I fully explained my costume (my costume of a person wearing a costume?) she told me that I was her hero. It redeemed all the times I have wept for society.
It was my little nephew's first Halloween, and he seemed to enjoy it. I mean, he obviously doesn't grasp the concept of trick-or-treating yet, but he seemed perfectly content in his little costume.
(Despite my profound affection for koalas, I actually had no hand in picking this out. Which made it even more awesome.)
I also made some pretty sweet looking Halloween cookies. It's my recipe for "Christmas" sugar cookies but I decided to break tradition and make them early this year. It was kind of fun to have new shapes and colors to work with.
Laaaaaaaast but not least, I never got around to posting my Halloween costume from last year, which is a shame, because I was pretty pleased with it. Even more so because it was super last minute because I changed my mind about four times about what I wanted to be.
If you don't know who this is, then... um... well you're probably pretty young and I just proved how old I am. Whatever, don't care.
Anyway. I spent my Halloween watching such timeless classics as Hocus Pocus (side note: that movie came out twenty years ago. How's that for feeling old? Oy) and eating a burrito bowl. Oh, and I carved a pumpkin for the first time in, mehhhhhhhhhh I don't know, ten years? Fifteen? I can't even remember. I opted to go for a traditional look rather than "cheating" and using one of the patterns that came with the carving kit. (Side note: I was really skeptical about the quality of the cheapy tools from the aforementioned kit... but you know what? They worked great. Who knew?)
Incidentally, this was the very first jack-o-lantern in which I scooped the "guts" out myself. That was always a job left to my dad. Because: squishy and gross. Obviously. Therefore, this pumpkin is probably the best one ever. Because I did it all by myself. I suppose I could cross that off of my abandoned list of "things to do before I turn 30."
It's the little victories, people.