I feel like crap.  This is supposed to be my night to howl, and I have a crappy cold.  My head is congested and hurts.  My throat is sore, and I have a cough.  I felt bad enough to hand the reins over to my bff’s kiddos and let them hand out candy.  I have never done that before.  I have always done the greeting myself no matter how long it takes.  Not tonight.   It started yesterday.  I felt it start in the back of my throat and I just knew it.  I medicated myself and put on my big girl panties.  I felt better for awhile, but the medicine wore off before the trick or treaters wore out.

We had about 300 - 350 trick or treaters.  Down a little from last year.  The Razorbacks played an evening game tonight.  It started at 6:00 p.m. and I think that may have been responsible for some of the decline.  I know it wasn’t me.  Even though I was sick I was just as charming as ever.  I was dressed as a 1950’s housewife.  I had the high hair and high heels.  I was wearing red nail polish to match my red lipstick.  I was fabulous.  My adoring public….well, adored me.  I was on the news yesterday and called a local celebrity better known as “The Halloween Lady”.  I had never thought that before.  I knew I was local, I just wasn’t sure anyone other than the neighborhood kids thought I was a celebrity.  The news crew came back tonight to film some more and asked a few trick or treaters what there favorite candy was.  Gushers seemed to be a big favorite, along with Twix and M & Ms, in case you were wondering.  The Precious helped me hand out Giant Pixie Stix for awhile.  Then he decided the Pixie Stix were guns and he shot everyone with one.  Most were just flesh wounds and they will heal without seeing a dr.  Some limped away with their candy in their hands.  I’m unsure of their fate.

By about 8:30, I was limping away myself.  I awarded the trophies to a Gangster, a belly dancer, a witch, a monster (not sure what kind), and a Rag Doll.  These weren’t costumes that had been bought in a store.  There had been some time and thought put into these costumes.  All of the winners were 8 or less…I can’t help it the little trick or treaters are just special.   The Precious was an Ewok.  Part of the time he would say he was an Ewok and part of the time he was a bear.  And just for your information, Ewoks growl.  They growl a lot!  At one point he was growling for his mommy and the scary music that we play on Halloween emitted the growl of a werewolf.  He had the strangest look on his face.  It was an expression that said, “how in the hell did that just come out of my mouth…and can I do it again.”  He wasn’t afraid of anything.  He was a little wary of the music, but I told him it was just music and he was fine with it.

It is over.  I have one box of forty Pixie Stix left.  I gave one to my non-vag daughter to take to the Precious’s daycare the next time she needed a treat.  I originally bought 10 boxes of 40 so subtracting the two boxes that leaves 320.  I also gave away 12 special bags to the trick or treaters who were the off spring of special friends.   The five trophies I gave away had candy with them so all in all we had just about 340 kids come by tonight.  Not a bad night’s work.  So I have my pj’s on.  I have had a cup of decaf. and I am about ready to call it a night.  It’s over for another year.  Soon (when I feel better) it will be packed away and replaced with Christmas decorations.

For all of you ghosts and ghouls, vampires, and princesses good night.  Parting is such sweet sorrow, but I have to clean this mess.  Probably tomorrow.

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