Billy just told me that any idiot can get their own show in Vegas. I don't know how or where Billy gets his information, but I'm pretty excited about this news. I haven't figured out what my "talent" is, but if they are giving shows out like Halloween candy, I'm totally gonna get one.
Speaking of Halloween, it's here again, and I hope you've got your candy ready. I bought some and had to hide it, so it wouldn't be all gone by the time Thursday rolled around. I did buy some pre-holiday candy corn, to get me geared up and ready for the massive amounts of candy that will soon be in my pantry/armoire, and I'm not afraid to tell you I've been known to hoard it.
Beside the excitement of candy and costumes, Billy and I spent a morning downtown this week. We felt very cosmopolitan and chic. I had an early morning job at a flu clinic, and begged Billy to drive me downtown since I always get flustered amongst the tall buildings. Once I can no longer see the mountains I panic. I drive the wrong direction on one-way streets, and I get in turn lanes when I don't want to turn. There are downtown rules and they confuse me. Naturally Billy agreed to drive me, and I told him I would let him, only if he agreed to call me Miss Daisy all the way to and from the job site. Which he did.
Driving downtown at 7:00 am did create a bit of a problem for me. We have 3 kids that had to get to school around 8:00 am so I worked my motherly charms and pawned them off on my sweet friend Mona. The kids were very excited to go to Mona's house at 7 am. We had one of our smoothest mornings ever. Nobody even yelled at each other for not flushing. And when Mona greeted us at the door, I knew their day was only going to get better as she said, "Hello Repenning children!" (it was a bit sing songy and I think there were chirping birds flying over her head) Then she said, "Would you like some coffee cake? I made it for you!" They didn't even say goodbye to me, as they walked into a world of rainbows and unicorns.
Billy spent his morning geeked out at the Tattered Cover, using their wifi, and enjoying the ambiance. As I worked, I happily imagined Billy fitting right in with the hipsters and liberals. He can pretty much blend in anywhere. I told him to be careful because if anyone was making a commercial called, "I am Colorado", they might ask him to star in it. He was wearing his rugged vest, with his graying hair spiked up all sassy-like, in his sneakers and North Face backpack, which of course was carrying his Apple laptop. He just fits in the Colorado lifestyle with ease. I was proud to be walking the streets of downtown with him. I carried my sharps container, and he carried the cool factor.
We were almost giddy when we met up around noon, and it was time to get Miss Daisy home. Both of us spoke excitedly about our unique morning. There was nothing dramatic that happened to either of us, but being away from our average and ordinary routine was a sweet gift during a rather hard week. Instead of being confined to a cold, smelly basement, Billy was surrounded by a little culture. And I enjoyed a break from laundry, foot care, and letting someone else drive me around for a change.
Tomorrow night will be a whirlwind of crazy here as the kids scramble to find last minute accessories to their Zombie, Nerd, and Batman costumes. Most likely there will be a few tense moments as they have to get it all just right before hitting the streets. Jack will need his hair just right, and Faith is going to need me to help with her pigtails. Will's cape will need safety pins, and his mask is going to hurt his nose before we even get to the end of our street.
By the end of the night, we will be cold and tired, and all 3 kids will need to dump their loot out on the kitchen table to assess their plunder. Billy and I will supervise the candy intake, while I fight the urge to hoard it all. This kind of night is extraordinary for our kids. They have a diversion from a monotonous night of homework and piano practice for a night of running around outside gathering candy. There's nothing redeemable in tricks and treats, except for the simple joy we find in being together, meeting our neighbors, and escaping real life for a couple hours to have fun. No doubt by bedtime 3 tummies will ache, but in the end, we will have made a few more sweet memories of a night on the town.