Trick-or-Treat!

As the crowd of trick-or-treaters peaked late in the afternoon (pre-Halloween Party), I was just a passive participant in the colorful party that zoomed by every building in the community where I live. While the lobby and hall's of every building were trimmed in what I would call gothic cheer, I gave in to the demands of the season by simply getting several plastics full of treats and giving them away.

I sat by the door and give them all away, to little kids and tweeners, mommies and daddies too, who were dressed either as witches, superheroes, monsters or some famous candy bar. That was enough then. But then, like yawning, the whole activity became contagious and pretty soon I was like sprucing up our own Halloween décor, a little bit more with each passing year. I remembered the hideous masks my younger brothers had as little boys, the same ones they, used to frighten and torment the help and relatives alike. At a certain point, you just plain outgrow it, the way you would outgrow thumb-sucking or drinking milk from a feeding bottle.

Last week I actually asked someone where I could get gourds — to display around — but me-who-loves-to-do-the-grocering (I would go every other day if I had the time and come home after each visit with just as much stuff as the first day!) found and bought the next best thing which I found in SM Bicutan — a big pumpkin! I followed the instructions how to cut the head at an angle so I can put it back on snugly like a lid and scooped out enough flesh and all of the pumpkin seeds inside to create a neat space.. well, it was not that neat though.

Who knows what will I add next year?