Well, where I live, we are in what is called an "un-restricted" neighborhood. That means two things, first, that everyone has at least an acre or more of land as their property lot, making for a lot of walking on Halloween, and second, one of the last places in this area where you can paint your house electric blue, shoot guns, own horses, or stand in front of your bathroom window naked, even if you dont have curtains or blinds.
Being all alone this year (hubby is out on a job) with my little one, I thought I would try and make it a nice normal fun night for us. I dressed him up, took some pictures bought 800 pounds of candy for the trick or treaters that I knew would never come....got the good stuff too, all chocolate, no cheater hard candy. Carved a punkin, watched Charlie Brown and had a generally nice time. About half way into it though, I just lost it.
I started thinking about last year when I dressed Gabrielle up as a fairy, but she ended up looking like two dogs that got into a fight with a paintball gun. I started to really miss her, not that I dont miss her anyway....but REALLY miss her. Deegan was a little fussy, he wasnt really enjoying mommy sticking a big black greasepaint marker all over his face trying to give him whiskers.....so I packed it up, shut it down....took some Ambien and hit the hay. He was probably thankful that mommy quit doing all this weird stuff, making him look crazy and so forth. I slept really well, but it was my first real Holiday without her. I really thought I would be just fine, having it be Deeg's first and all, and I made it all the way until the evening....I guess this is what I have to expect for the first year.
