tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post4499621257149787423..comments2023-10-19T05:40:59.162-04:00Comments on Sippican Cottage: Happy Halloween, You Bunch Of FreaksSippicanCottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-51549403751892664032007-11-03T11:30:00.000-04:002007-11-03T11:30:00.000-04:00I am pleased to report that I had a lovely old-fas...I am pleased to report that I had a lovely old-fashioned Halloween like the one you describe. A friend of mine moved to a new neighborhood this year and was warned to expect a lot of kids on Halloween--like 350 of them. I went over on Wednesday night to join the fun (we get no kids at my house) and it's true, we had that many. They were terrific. Great costumes: Angels with wings, butterflies with wings, a stunning Mozart ("hey, I like your music," I said, and for a moment Mozart looked like he wanted to linger and share some knowledge, but of course he was on a mission). A bust of Caesar was wonderfully creative--face, wreath, and cardboard column all painted white for the marble effect; there was just enough room inside Caesar's column to drop the Snickers into his pillowcase. Two kids in tinfoil getups; "we're flashlights!" they said. Great! Twin Teradactyls [sp?] starting to fade were carried on grownup shoulders, a little less scary with their dinosaur head hoods down. Quite a few Dorothy costumes ("you know how to work those shoes, right?"). Parents lagging behind in the shadows, providing the occasional reminder to say Thank You. But most of the kids didn't need reminding. Most of them were absolutely delightful. So heartening.<BR/><BR/>Cheers,<BR/><BR/>SarahAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-66839188827719891182007-11-01T14:34:00.000-04:002007-11-01T14:34:00.000-04:00Trust me on this one: Diabetics shouldn't eat cand...Trust me on this one: Diabetics shouldn't eat candy designed for children, but that's my one stab at Paganism these days.Melindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17864948768716523522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-59841121564645820552007-10-31T21:38:00.000-04:002007-10-31T21:38:00.000-04:00We still have one neighbor who still gives out cho...We still have one neighbor who still gives out chocolate chip cookies. I'm sorry to say that me and the other walking Dad can't resist asking for our own cookies. <BR/>By the way what do you say to a Trick or Treater dressed up a Tupac (the gangster)? He came by our house with a 2 princesses and 1 other thug. At least he didn't have a .45 on him.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-74199059953251833902007-10-31T20:01:00.000-04:002007-10-31T20:01:00.000-04:00We used to do taffy pulls with the preacher's kids...We used to do taffy pulls with the preacher's kids! Now THAT was fun! I miss bobbing for apples, too. And playing blindman's bluff. Sigh. Tonight my irksome middle child dressed up as an Eskimo Skank Ho-bag. Methinks she is too old for this. My eldest went to a party. I hope they don't sacrifice her...she is still a virgin.Mother Effingbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01264056812587985898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-84668853439851095502007-10-31T17:24:00.000-04:002007-10-31T17:24:00.000-04:00Sippican: At that rate, you'll be there by Sunday...Sippican: At that rate, you'll be there by Sunday.<BR/><BR/>Are ya' ready boots? Start walkin'!Ruth Anne Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936054116421006847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-38122298371678426632007-10-31T17:07:00.000-04:002007-10-31T17:07:00.000-04:00teri- Little Sippican would love one of your candy...teri- Little Sippican would love one of your candy apples, but he's four and I think you live 2500 miles away and he's only gonna make me walk maybe 500 miles tonight.SippicanCottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-8654750490304765462007-10-31T01:34:00.000-04:002007-10-31T01:34:00.000-04:00Candy covered razor blades. I live for this stuff!...Candy covered razor blades. I live for this stuff!Mother Effingbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01264056812587985898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-26365383846516465332007-10-30T19:18:00.000-04:002007-10-30T19:18:00.000-04:00The worst thing is that you can't give kids real t...The worst thing is that you can't give kids real treats any more. My husband remembers popcorn balls. I remember real carmel apples. Neighbors gave these things out. Every year, we hear about stuff that supposedly shows up in Halloween candy and turns out to be bogus. All designed to make us hand out prepackaged candy instead of real treats.Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13382050215676302342noreply@blogger.com