Truth be told, it's my favorite holiday... yet I barely (if ever) do anything special for it. I'm no longer the "wild party" type, so going to a spooky bash isn't really my thing. I'm no longer Trick-or-Treat'ing, so I don't make rounds that way. And I am often too lazy to decorate (but I do put some stuff out.) Although I love the concept, I'm not all that into dressing up. But otherwise, I find it the most intriguing and delightful. (Except for the giant spider decorations on my block! - But that's rather the point, isn't it?)
However, yesterday I had a perfect Halloween!
This might sound pathetic to some, and it may be, but I rather enjoyed lounging around the house watching the many TV shows about the paranormal and hauntings plaguing the airwaves on account of the date. Much to my chagrin, I had to keep switching around since I'd seen most of them before. My fault for watching them whenever I can, I suppose.
Late in the afternoon, Bart left to go accompany his pseudo-cousin's kids on their Trick-or-Treat'ing. Rather young kids - and they already had a gaggle of adults hovering around them, so I stayed home and kept watching spooky stuff.
Then, at dark, I decided I couldn't just sit around with no candy! (We don't get Trick-or-Treat'ers since we're a building and not a house so there hadn't been any around.) Thus, knowing myself to be deplorable, I paused the TiVo just as the skeptic husband would have his paranormal experience and ventured out anyway for something to snack on while watching.
I'm not out through the gate and I get a text message from Buttercup... who wants to know if she can come over. Hosah! I tell her I'll be right back (and it will take her a bit to travel to my place anyway.) While on my way to the corner drug/convenience store to obtain my candy, I decide to cross the street (safely of course) at a place where one is not supposed to do so... why? Because down the sidewalk going the proper way I see a tall, dark humanoid shape. Looming. Oooooo! Not that I had any real reason to be scared but it did seem a little eerie. Just standing there. All dark, like a shadow person. Not moving. And here I just eariler had been watching a 'true' story of shadow people in a home! It had been a real person and not a decoration, I'm sure... so I relished in the spooky nature, glad to have a 'fright' in fun and decided on an assortment bag of treats at the store.
Buttercup arrived and we talked for a while... and then Bart came back home. Buttercup brought some spirits with her so we partook...and put on It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. I had already caught it randomly the other night on TV (turned it on and voila! special treat) but Bart hadn't seen it yet this year... and Buttercup hadn't in many, too many, years. Yes, I laughed at it all over again, as Peanuts is a favorite of mine.
Then we watched my favorite 'scary movie' - The Changeling. I've been trying to convince Buttercup to watch it for many months now... 
but it's never happened either due to scheduling or the fact that she had been a little too scared to watch. She actually loves scary movies, but, knowing that I revel in watching hauntings (as I did all day) and barely (if ever) get spooked by them and yet I find this one scary... well, she hadn't been so sure she wanted to see it. (She's also been freaked by other movies that I didn't find frightful at all.) But what better night than Halloween? Once again, I found myself tensing up and ready to cry at a certain point, as always, but tears never come. I just find it SO unnerving. Other than that, though, I think I've seen it so many times that the paralyzing effect no longer applies. Darn. Buttercup truly liked it, though, in the sense of yeah...she got totally creeped out.
but it's never happened either due to scheduling or the fact that she had been a little too scared to watch. She actually loves scary movies, but, knowing that I revel in watching hauntings (as I did all day) and barely (if ever) get spooked by them and yet I find this one scary... well, she hadn't been so sure she wanted to see it. (She's also been freaked by other movies that I didn't find frightful at all.) But what better night than Halloween? Once again, I found myself tensing up and ready to cry at a certain point, as always, but tears never come. I just find it SO unnerving. Other than that, though, I think I've seen it so many times that the paralyzing effect no longer applies. Darn. Buttercup truly liked it, though, in the sense of yeah...she got totally creeped out.As an added bonus... I found myself scribbling down ideas for the novel I'm hammering out. Yep! Inspired by one of my favorite films. No... not in the sense of stealing from it. It's just that several of the scenes and/or subject matter sprung up ideas in my mind that I could find useful in other ways. That spark I spoke of the other day turns out to be viable... and it looks as if I have something I can work with after all. I still need the motivation from the one character... but then, I might start writing anyway without knowing that wherefore yet. I'm sure he'll tell me as I go.
And so... that, to me, constitutes a great Halloween!
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