Halloween is a HUGE tradition around these parts. A tradition, that is about to be desecrated, erm… altered. Part of me of me is a little sad for Boy Wonder—who is used to a mother who spends hours on costumes, projects, baked treats, parties. This year, due to a confluence of my job and previous plans sliding into oblivion, we are going to be ever so low key. I’ve explained that I don’t have much control of the work thing and absolutely no control over the rest—sometimes people cannot live into their words. They try, but either life or their inability to follow through gets in the way. We can be sad or we can make new plans. Bless his heart, he’s attempting to make new plans.
But, there is also my energy level to contend with—I’m not in a space this year to go all out. Which means that my dinner guests tomorrow will be getting store bought soup and no fancy dessert. Trick-or-treaters will not be met at the door with handmade surprises filled with fun treats. Instead, store bought chocolate in snack-sized packages will be foisted on upon them—without my regrets. Pumpkins are in process at the moment, but I’m seriously trying to talk IZ into supervising the carving. No intricate designs, no ghoulish script to flicker Halloween greetings in the darkness. And to make matters worse, my kid is recycling his costume.
What would Martha think?
I wish things could be different this year. I feel badly my kid is being let down not just by me but by the other people in his life. However, I have neither the psychic energy to change things nor the personal resources—perhaps next year we will be in a space to throw a big party and go trick-or-treating en masse. This year—we are scaling back our plans for a big evening out and staying in with friends and warm soup. And with the weather dipping into the 30’s it’s probably all for the best.
Besides—Thanksgiving is being hosted at my house this year. I’ll do penance then. The guest tally is already at 9 for the event— that has to count as penance. Right? Perhaps I should hedge my bets with the deity and say a few Hail Martha’s?
i happen to be so glad that i live in the middle of absolutely nowhere and will have absolutely no trick or treaters. as for kiddo – he’ll survive. hey, i survived having a library book, a butterfinger and lemon breath mints as the only thing in my christmas stocking. nope. no baggage from that at all.
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A library book? OMG–ok, I feel better. S i g h. I’m sorry that happened to you. If it helps, I bet your mom feels badly. I sure do! 🙂 I’m trying not to beat myself up about it too much. The kiddo seems very happy that I sewed in the “addition” to his costume that he asked for. Guess that will have to suffice this year. ~Wen
Hail Martha full of graciousness, Decorating is with thee. Blessed art thou among designers, and blessed is fruit of thy espalier trees. Amazing Martha, mother of design divas, inspire us wannabes in the hour of our need.
Amen.
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Who you calling wannabe? 😉 Oh—and that’s just PERFECT! ~Wen
Altered is GOOD. Why not? Your new traditions sound fabulous to me!
True. You are no wannabe. You have a grace and style all your own. But for the sake of the prayer, you have to be a wannabe. 😉
Anyway – I think Halloween will still go into the books as a good one. G got to carve his pumpkin and his costume is extra fun. I think he’ll make a convincing Dementor…
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Lord knows he’s dementing me today! 😉 ~W
I’ve been procrastingating till the last minute about what I’m doing tonight. Hell I still haven’t decided. This year I’m just not that into it…we’ve got two punkin’s and a screaming doorknob thing. I still haven’t gotten candy. I think I’m more pissed at myself for not being into it *chuckle* We’re doing turkeyday here too so I think I’ll go your route and make up for it then lmao!
The kiddo will totally understand 😉
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Heh… I’m glad for the company in my delusion. 🙂 ~Wen
Eh, low key can be surprisingly awesome sometimes.
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Indeed! I owe you a phone call–how about this weekend? ~Wen
A phone call sounds divine – I should be around most of the weekend 🙂
We started out very slowly, but it actually picked up.
I think I will make the post-tens dance for their candy next year. Love the idear.