Aisling, did you get out and T or T???
I didn't have a chance to do any T or T-ing at all, we had over 300 kids come to my door beginning at 3 and ending after 9 pm! It had to be a little more than 300, because I bought 3 bags of candy with 100 pieces each, and everything was gone, with each kid getting one. It was the funnest, happiest time I've had in a long while, with even teens and older coming to the door along with the little ones. Everyone was having a ball, the streets were fill with people dressed up. It's amazing how Halloween has made a huge comeback since I was a kid. I love to see the adults dressed up with their kids! Chad, of course, did his traditional scaring the crap out of the poor kids when they came to the door, and I just enjoyed seeing all the elaborate costumes. And not one incident of mischief, at least around where I am.
Kaz, I must say I thoroughly enjoyed reading your trippie. Thanks for letting us all share it with you! Short doo? Photos, please!
On a completely different note, I did something this morning that I hadn't done in 20 years, which was to visit my gramma's grave. I took her loss very hard years ago, and I'd never been to the cemetery since the funeral, because I thought it would be too much for me, but something in my heart urged me to go today, and I did. It turned out to be a peaceful and easy thing. I don't believe I need to visit a grave site to talk to my gram, but I can't explain why I spontaneously did this. At first I couldn't find it in the HUGE cemetery, but a worker saw me driving around, and he led me right to her. His name was Jose, and when he called me over to the headstone, I said HI GRAMMA!!!!!!!!!!, and I gave Jose a big hug, and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. I introduced him to gramma, and Jose said, 'hey wait a minute, she already knows me, I'm here everyday!" Then he left me alone with her, I wrote a little note, put it into a plactic bag, and dug it into the ground a few inches. I'm not Jewish, but it's a Jewish tradition to put a little rock on top of the gravestone to show others that your loved one has recently has a visitor, so I did that. Anyway, I just wanted to share, because it took me 20 years to go there, and I think about my gramma every day. I was closer to her than I am to my own mother, and she was a saint in my eyes. She wasn't too bright in the conventional sense, not educated, slow to grasp modern concepts, but she could hug me like nobody's business, and even as I was a young married woman of 20, when she came to stay at my house, I'd take naps with her, cuddled with her in my bed. She always called me Suzabelle, because my middle name is Susan.
Nan, you may be interested to know that she was an off-the-boat Norwegian squarehead, and I got my coloring from her. I'm so happy to share this with you all.
To the 2008 NYE cruise lurkers, please join in the chit chat. I'd love to get to know you all.
Happy day, everyone.
Oops, one more thing to add, and I hope you don't get a bad impression of my almost 22 year old son, but last night we all went out to dinner and the table conversation was of course the upcoming cruise. We were telling Mel about all the food, and especially the desserts on board, and Chad blurted out, "oh sh**, the creme brulee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I may have a warped sense of humor, but it was hilarious and so unexpected!!!!!!!!!!