Halloween

I don’t even remember what I was for Halloween, only what my siblings wore. We were in colder country so had to equip our costumes for coats underneath and boots. Hats et al. If a mom didn’t do her duty in making a kid’s costume (Mom normally did) you’d always have to wear the coat and hood over the costume.

Sometimes we had to do that. Also Trick or Treat for UNICEF. Once someone gave us a Snickers’ bar, they weren’t about to add a quarter to this effort. Last time I dressed in costume was for a college party, where I took an old leotard and tights and someone had a skirt, so I went as a dancer.

Then, nearing 30, I moved to CA, where on Halloween Eve everyone at the bank and grocery store was dressed in costume during business hours. Freaky. I couldn’t believe that this event was so popular among adults, much less at the workplace.

Let’s see, free BBQ or make Beef Carbonnade. Free BBQ! At the last minute, we dressed up as chefs. Hey, if I was a nurse I’d have worn scrubs. I wore my school chef jacket, professional apron, torchon (towel) and wielded tongs. Jim, God bless him, wore a denim chef’s jacket and very loud and bright white chef’s pants with jalapenos printed on them. We had fun and had some folks back to the loft afterwards for snacks and drinks. It’s good to get together from time to time with fellow residents.