I'm disappointed. (Is this a recurring theme with most of my posts? I hope not).
It's 8:25. Ordinarily we get anywhere from 25 to 50 trick-or-treaters each year. I've been sitting here for over two hours and we've had five kids and five parents. Three of the kids were in costume. Is this the year I decide that we're turning off all of the lights for good?
Cameron's absence may make me a bit less enthused about participating in Halloween festivities for the evening -- I've done it for several years without him. I've gotten used to it. But, dammit, I don't even have a freaking Jack O'Lantern this year. Usually, I do two. One for me and one for him -- because when he's home we each carve one. Maybe I've just been too busy. In fact, I think that's the problem. Anyhow...
I usually shut everything down around 8 P.M. because I really don't care to interact with all the much-too-old-to-be-trick-or-treating-pillowcase-toting thugs that come out looking for treats later into the evening. I don't mind their age, so much. I mind that they make absolutely no effort to participate except for trolling for handouts. As much as I'd like to hand out rocks for those don't dress, I won't. Usually a question such as, "and who are you this evening" will suffice to get my point across. Poor Charlie Brown.
One second. It's 8:28. I'm shutting off the neon house number, landscape lighting, security lights and drawing the blinds. The Cameron and David Candy Shoppe is officially closed for Halloween 2007.
Hope you've all had a Happy Hallowe'en. All five of you. ;)