day one

Here I am at the start of NaBloPoMo (that's right, isn't it?) and I, for the first time in many months, do NOT have a bunch of posts waiting in draft.

I'm going to wing it.

We had a decent number of trick-or-treaters yesterday.
It was very disappointing when it got dark and people just assumed I had parked my car on the front lawn.
No one actually commented on the car/dead guy tableau out front. I'm guessing parents didn't want to mention it. Children just ran around the car and came to the door to collect their candy.
We had groups of mice, football players, and Thomas the Tank Engines. The teenage girls, who seemed to all be wearing slut costumes (slutty Cinderella, slutty Alice in Wonderland, Slutty flight attendant) were in other neighborhoods. We got mostly little kids.
My very favorites were the seven year old from around the corner, dressed as Sherlock Holmes and his dad, dressed as Doctor Watson. Dad had a terrific fake mustache.

Today, I am busy trying to remove the spray hair color from Youngest's favorite pillow and doing mountains of laundry as everyone seems to have run out of jeans and socks at the same time.

Speaking of jeans: Oldest is fond of a style of Levis no longer manufactured. The closest type available to him are $40 a pair, and that's a price neither of us is willing to pay. Yesterday I snagged a couple of pairs off eBay - one for $4 and one for $1.77. I have shopped victoriously.
(We like those commercials.)

Tonight we look forward to pork chops, with homemade applesauce, and Survivor.

I am humbled and impressed by those readers who have clicked on the box on the left and donated funds to NORD in honor of our nephew.
Donations have been made by lurkers too - this is admirable, and I thank you.

Oh, AND, Caleb Potter returns to Wellfleet on Saturday! I'm sure the town is buzzing with excitement. After months of wondering if he'd even survive his injuries and infections, his recovery is miraculous.

All right - time to straighten up the kitchen after the morning rush.