It's almost Halloween, and Jenna has her place decked-out in true ghostly/goblin/witchy fashion. She's a collector....like me. But I think she's actually worse than I am...especially when it comes to Halloween. It's her favorite time...so she's got EVERYTHING on display; and loves having it all out....including a few cauldrons of candy. I don't know who gets to benefit from it all....except the few of us who go to her apartment. Ideally, she would love to have her neices and nephew in town to join in the festivities....and believe me they all would love to see all of Aunt Jenna's goodies; but it wouldn't bother her if noone came over...she really does it for herself. I swear you could get whiplash trying to take it all in. One thing I know...it's always a Happy Halloween at Jenna's place. Check it out....(click on photos to enlarge.)
My Perfect Halloween....revisited
I’ll wait ‘til it’s dark so they can’t make me out;
Masking my face as I go on my route;
But I need to see clearly as I walk ‘cross the grass;
‘Cause I don’t want to trip and fall flat on my ass.
I’ll need a good costume with much stronger seams;
Not some thin, flimsy get-up I’ve seen at Walgreens.
I can go as a pumpkin or a ghost or a hag,
Or cut holes in a Hefty…as a Lipton tea bag.
I’ll need to wear comfortable shoes on my feet
If I’m planning to go beyond my own street.
I can’t take a chance of what others will say
If my moaning and groaning should give me away.
I’ll need to walk faster to catch up to the throng,
And grab up my share before the candy is gone.
I’ll say ‘Trick or Treat’ just like back in the days
When I was a pro in all Halloween ways.
I’ll have a strong bag for the length of my trip;
For I can’t take a chance of having it rip;
And all of my goodies be strewn everywhere.
I might bend down to get them; but I just might stay there.
What true trick-or-treater would stop to help out
'That strange limpy kid with the big whiney pout.'
I have to be ready for any such crash,
Or my treats could wind up in some other stash.
And when I’m successfully done with my night,
I need to head back in the shards of the light.
I need to get home and look all about
For signs of the goblins while I was out.
Like shaving cream messages all over my hood;
And eggs on my windshield….‘Oh, someone was good.’
And tee-peed trees everywhere to be seen.
It’s how I remember…..I love HALLOWEEN.