Our neighborhood gets into Halloween which brings back memories of Halloween past for me.

Halloween in Hawthorne Hills

My mother always dressed up for Halloween, she loved it.  I loved the candy part, sifting through my treasure once we arrived back home.  We resided in rural Michigan at that time so some of our friends lived miles away. Trick or treat meant piling in the car and spending an hour or so on the road, in the dark.  Halloween meant spooky adventure in the dark, bombing around the country roads.

The older I got, the more I liked to dress up for Halloween.  One Halloween, I imagined myself as a wood nymph.  Being into realistic, I grabbed some shrubbery on the way home to enliven my costume.  About halfway through the party, little tiny bugs crawled out of the shrubbery I’d adorned myself with.  Being realistic is good, but you need to wash the shrubbery before you wear it.

I work for a live entertainment agency, Live Wires.  I used to perform lots of singing telegrams and comic roasts before the Great Recession of 2008.  I’d go out dressed like this.

Madge the Bag Lady

After going out dressed like a freaky character several times a year, the desire to dress up for Halloween sort of expired.  It felt like Halloween every month.  I never quite recovered.

I accepted a Halloween party invite for tomorrow.  Its time to pull one of those freaky characters out of the closet.

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About kriskkaria

Actress, comedian, voice actor and singer, I voice a weekly podcast called Does This Happen to You. Funny compendium of your day's journey.

4 responses »

  1. ksbeth says:

    yay! have so much fun. and good domestic advice about washing your shrubbery.

  2. kriskkaria says:

    Had fun at the party as the old biker chick. Didn’t wear any shrubbery this time.

  3. kimboxin says:

    I remember rural trick or treating! It was so cold in Montana that we were like tiny flashers, opening our coats to show our costumes and then quickly bundling back up! Hope you had fun.

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