There have been some days I've found myself wondering why we moved to El Paso... it all happened so fast. I won't go into any details about why the big change came on and came on so quickly, (I swear we're not running from any type of the Law) it just seemed like such a good idea at the time, but I can tell you that there have been some days when I find myself just shaking my head back and forth in wonderment, all the while saying things like,
"wtf?" and "WTF?" (on days I'm really in question of it all)...
A week or so after we got here I happened to be on the phone one day with my cousin Amy. We were chatting away, I can't quite remember what we were chatting about but I can guess it was probably one of these subjects; Red Wine, Joey Lawrence's ass or White Wine. Anyway as we were going at it, in the background I overheard her youngest daughter, Piper (age 6) saying to Amy,
"Mama, will you dress up for Halloween with me, can we be twins?" Amy's resonse went something like this...
"Well, honey I don't usually dress up for Halloween, but Jill does, why don't you ask her." "Great..." Later that same night I went over to their house so Amy and I could settle in for a night of lots of wine and (hopefully lots of) Joey's ass (what else is High Def good for?) and that is when the TWINS idea was born. Little Piper came right up to me with the catalogue of costumes in hand and said,
"Jill will you be twins with me?" while pointing to this picture...
Of course my first reaction was,
"How cute..." But then quickly my reaction turned to horror at the shortness of the woman's skirt... I mean a 6 year old can get away with that shit, but my 42 year old oversized thighs weren't going no where near that. (Can I get an Amen..?) But, the more I thought about it and after seeing the excitement on Piper's face I had to go for it, right? I decided that instead of paying all that money to the costume company though, I was going to attempt to make these myself. I could just adjust the so called skirt a bit and save us all some money and save the neighborhood from Thunder-Thigh Hell all at the same time. How hard could it be?
So off to the fabric store Piper and I went. We made a date on a Saturday morning, our first big outing together. I showed her how to look up the pattern books, how to find the patterns, then we finally picked out the fabrics and trims. She was very into it and it was so fun "teaching" her the way... A week later we made another date to meet up at my house to start the sewing.
She was a very good little student and learned all the cool techniques of sewing...
I think both of us thought the day would NEVER get here, but finally it did, and here we are...
"May we get you a Soda...?"
Just a couple of Happy Car Hoppers...
"Who invited Dame Edna...?"
I'm telling you we were the hit of the neighborhood... But we weren't alone in our adventure, check out this Pirate Wench who came along and kept us entertained throughout the night...
"Arrrgh Maitey..."
Hadley the Pirate Wench...
The 3 of us hit the streets for Trick or Treating and had the best time... It occurred to me that I hadn't been Trick or Treating since I was 11 years old. I was quickly brought right back to the joy and excitement of the night and I just got the feeling of what an awesome tradition it all is. I had a blast.
The best part of the night besides hearing all the compliments on our costumes and on how adorable we all were, was visiting one particular house at the end of a cul-de-sac. As we approached the walkway that wasn't lit up very well, we unsuspectingly marched right up to the front door, but before we could get there I happened to notice that a "Scarecrow" was sitting quietly on a bench right outside the door. I saw him, looked right at him, (knew he was real and not one of those stuffed fake things) but when he grabbed his mask, ripped it off, jumped up off the bench and loudly
Growled at the 3 of us, who do you think screamed the loudest and ran for the hills....? Uhhh, that would be me. Oh, but don't think the 2 young'ns didn't get scared too, all 3 of us could probably be heard screaming for our lives as far as Phoenix. Within seconds of realizing how foolish the whole thing seemed, I could not stop laughing, all 3 of us standing there huddled up, laughing and laughing and laughing... Even the homeowner said we were their best Scare-ee's she'd seen so far. Man, I only wish we had been videotaped, you know, so I could send it in to America's Funniest Home Videos and we could win the big prize. Here is a snapshot immediately after all the laughing stopped. I had to BEG the girls to go and stand near the Scarecrow again so I could get the shot. This was as close as they would get...
This really doesn't do their fear any justice...
Once I got home and undressed, makeup off and ready for bed, it occurred to me,
"Nights like this is why we moved here." Events like this, making memories with family, creating something special with the children in your life, and laughing so hard you almost pee your Poodle Skirt, I'm telling you, that's what it's all about!!
"Can I get an Amen?"
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