Pumpkin 3

The little pumpkin sat on the porch alight with the face of Boris Karloff. He was very proud of his newfound ability to scare the bejezus out of all the little furry things in the house. He also made fast friends with the other pumpkins that were carved and lit like patio lanterns. He thought he was by far the scariest but that was only until his skin grew back. Then he’ll be harping on me to make him a Clooney at Oscar time.

Colorful costumes were everywhere. The rabbits, bears, bats, ghosts, mini elephants, penguins and spiders were decked out as everything from swashbucklers to Phantoms of the Opera. There were sashes, masks, vegetable weaponry and the occasional mini-phaser.

The marshmallows all dressed as Zorro. The wheel of cheese had a Jason mask and a cheese knife. The cats were in hiding because the marshmallows all tried to ride them like horses. They were yelling things in Spanish while brandishing little toothpick swords. They were having so much fun I hadn’t the heart to tell them they didn’t know Spanish. It was just a bunch of words they picked up being so close to the Goya section in the market. But they were also close to the Japanese section so what they were yelling was something that sounded like a bunch a chipmunk Antonio Banderas’ ordering sushi in a very romantic way.

There was popcorn and candy corn, bubble gum and apples. “It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown” had been playing all day and now that night was creeping up, they switched to Zombies, vampires and space squid. Root beer was flowing, candles were burning and spirits were about. The house was bathed in an orange glow and somewhere an organ played while a wolf howled in the night. Children were coming and going with tricks and treats.

There was a chill in the air and the smell of wood smoke. As the evening went on they all huddled together to watch movies until the inevitable mass nap took hold.

Friends don't let friends watch scary movies alone...

Happy Halloween everyone from the inside of my head to yours...