It would seem that 2010 is a great year for all things Spooky (if nothing else). Why you ask? Well, because Halloween is on Sunday. Why you ask, again? Well, because any devout Southerner knows that you just can’t celebrate the most devilish day of the year on the good Lord’s day.
Of course I think that is complete and utter horse shit hockey, but I’m no ghoul fool…that means we get to trick-or-treat twice…and that means twice the chocolate that Mommy can steal from her little Mummy! The Zombie…he has no intention of giving up anything that remotely smells like candy and that’s just the way it is.
Not only did we do it twice, we did it in two different States! Our good buddy Mr. Ruttka ( you remember him, I’m sure) has the good fortune of celebrating his birthday on All Hallow’s Eve; and this year was the big 4-0 which means only one thing…road trip to Birmingham! Alabama, which completely qualifies as a backward Southern state, had the same devilish controversy going on over there. So, Saturday was to be trick-or-treat and insane Birthday party and Sunday was to be the trip home and trick-or-treat part two at home. I thought it was a brilliant plan and it just so happens that it was.
Upon our arrival into B’ham on Friday, we were instructed to stop at the Cantina. Seager showed off his Hispanic Halloween look.
Saturday was spent making the Ruttka house look spooky, wandering the streets with hundreds of little goblins
and then the fun commenced. It was, very appropriately, a costume party and most everyone arrived costumed in some way or another. My goblins were the scariest
and the Ruttka goblins were the cutest…as it should be.
There were lots of shots like this…
I went to bed fairly early but had a very difficult time getting any sleep. There was a lot of noise, especially from Little Red Riding Hood and the Big, BAD Wolf (don’t ask.)
Morning arrived soon thereafter and we packed up the walking dead and headed back to our own Southern hell. We called up Cave Man and verified that his subdivision had chosen to celebrate on the correct night despite the looming devil. These two…
joined Mikayla and Mya for a beautiful evening wandering the streets in search of blood sugar laced crap. And then it was over. Nothing left to do but sort, trade and eat yourself into a chocolate induced coma. (me, not them). We lived to tell about it and I liked Halloween on Sunday…and Saturday! Until next year…BOO!
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