At Least They're Committed

I’m still learning. In fact, I’m still pretty young and naive when it comes to some of this social stuff.

Last night, Halloween, I first delighted in doing Demon Spawn II’s, Ryan’s, Jake’s and Zach’s hair and makeup for Trick or Treating. I had been afraid that, since Lily is out of high school and I don’t get to do all the girls’ makeup (while Lily did hair) for homecoming and prom, I wouldn’t get to contribute as much to these important events. I was wrong! Yay!

After the boys took off, Bugaboo came over and we gave out candy and the little princesses and ballerinas and Super Man’s and Batmans were SO adorable we could barely stand it. We wanted to pick them up and hug them all! We didn’t, though . . . their parents prolly woulda beat us up.

After we got home from the party filled with drunken, overweight middle-aged women and their disillusioned, horny husbands, Demon Spawn (the first) and his gal friends got home, too, and the younger b0ys got back and we sifted through their candy and watched scary movies and laughed a lot.

So, what I’m thinking is: I was so looking forward to going to this party and I was so feeling the need to be seen and to socialize, and yet the real party was at home with about 10 of us. Other than when we stepped out for about an hour, it was an awesome Halloween. So maybe I’m not as social as I think I should be? Maybe I’m learning that I don’t want to be? Maybe I’m just a Halloweenie.