Halloween is almost here, and I still have a ton to do. The annual Halloween party, which we normally have at my sister’s house, will be at my house this year. This will be the very first time I have ever hosted a party that didn’t have “bridal” or “baby” in front of it. So, this will be the very first time that I have hosted a party where the only draw was my company. Until now, my fear of throwing a party where no one bothered to show up prevented any such get-togethers. Actually, I still have that fear. It’s irrational, I suppose. I didn’t invite a ton of people (mostly because I don’t know a ton of people), but I am fairly certain that at least three people will show up. I’m a believer in quality over quantity, anyway.
No matter how many people are there, I still need to clean the house, put the final touches on the decorations, buy snacks, make snacks, fill my blood bag with wine and load my pumpkins with candles. Yes, real candles, not those flickering, plastic, LED things. Fire safety be damned. Plus, my pumpkins deserve the real thing.
I love carving pumpkins. Sometimes the pumpkin tells you what kind of face it wants, like the one with the worm hole in it up top. Gotta find a gummy worm to poke out of that hole. I’m kind of a purist in that I’ve never used one of those templates where you punch all the little holes first. I think they are cool looking, but I’d just rather do a quick sketch and start stabbing. I mean cutting.
That’s how we roll in Dethlehem.