It’s the most wonderful time of the year…

Ah fall, the time of the year that my skin goes all komodo dragon on me, my hair can summon socks there is so much static, and I leave for the day in a sweater and wish for a tank by the afternoon. Yes, fall is here. Joking aside fall may just be my favorite time of year. I’m a sweatshirt and jeans girl and fall is the best time for those. If you wear them in summer you will definitely get looked at funny and it’s annoying wearing full on sweatshirts in winter because they are quite bulky or grabby when layering with a winter coat. No no, fall is the time for me. Despite all the shortcomings (read the first sentence again if you’ve forgotten) they can be easily overcome: lotion, hairspray, layers. Why do I love fall so much? Everything starts back up.

The performing arts series have started back up, town activities are in full swing. I’ve already written about the Story festival, now tonight there are business tours, this weekened there is a halloween party, and then I’m in charge of trick-or-treating downtown. I’m really excited for that event, it’s the first time we’ve done it in town and so far it sounds like it will be a hit. Especially because even if the weather is bad it’s the most sensical place for people to still go. A lot of the businesses are participating so even if its really cold you can go to a lot of different places in a short amount of space. Lot’s of bang for your buck, in the kids’ eyes (and it’s free to boot). Things just happen in fall. Perhaps it’s the knowledge that after vacationing all summer one only has about two months (or so) before the ground is overcome with snow that urges things to be crammed in to the best season.

There is also the crispness in the air, the crunching of leaves underfoot and all the homey food. Fall is the best food season, with the finally (Thanksgiving) at the end. Think about it, there are apple pies, apple cider, squash, pumpkin pie and more. Its the harvest season so everything is fresh. Also the color palette isn’t to shabby. The greens fade to yellow, orange and red while still being set off by a brilliant blue sky. I was taking a drive last week and looked out at the golden fields against the blue sky and green trees and the phrase ‘Is this heaven? No it’s Iowa’ popped into my head and it’s so true. So get out and enjoy the season, it’s halfway gone already and winter is coming.

Ciao ~ Q

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LOEB: Something wicked this way comes?

It’s that time again and this week’s prompt is exactly what I’ve been thinking about! Remember when Halloween was a big deal? I mean, a BIG deal? What was the most legendary costume you ever wore? What would you dress up as this year?

I don’t know if I ever had a really legendary costume so instead I’ll talk about one of my more memorable trick-or-treat nights. First you should know, growing up we had a rule in our house. It was pretty simple, you had to keep your hair out of your face. If you couldn’t handle sitting and getting it pulled back into braids, ponytails or keep a headband in, you had to have it short. My head pain tolerance was pretty much zero, as was my oldest sister’s. My middle sister however could have her hair practically ripped out and not bat an eye. She, of course, blames (or attributes) it to yours truly. I guess I use to pull it as a baby. Whatever. The result? She was the only one with long hair growing up. I didn’t mind so much. Short hair was just easier, and a lot cooler. However there is nothing so gross as the feeling of your bangs sweating together and sticking to your forehead, but that wasn’t an everyday thing. Usually just when I was running around pretending I was a ninja turtle.

So cut to first (or second perhaps) grade. I’m trying to decide what to be for Halloween. I loved playing dress up and for some reason we had an old cheerleader uniform from the school where my father was principal (raffle or some tosh). It seems like the perfect idea. So I’m all excited and get my skirt on and head out to meet up with the younger sister of one of my sister’s friends. She had decided to dress up as a cowboy. She had her long curly hair pulled back in a pony so it sticks out the back of her hat, but she didn’t seem to mind. We went to a few houses and after about fifteen minutes when went up to a house. The door was opened by a kind little old lady. She looked us over and proclaimed ‘Oh, they swapped! How cute.” It took us a few beats to figure it out (we of course kept our smiles on our face despite the confusion). The ‘nice’ old lady thought the little cowboy and cheerleader had cross-dressed for Halloween. It would still be a few more times of being called a boy before I would ultimately decide to grow my hair out longer. It’s not my fault adolescents look androgynous, it’s a fact of biology.

Now, the second part of this prompt is much more difficult. I, for whatever reason, love Halloween. Perhaps it’s because I’ve never actually taken full advantage of the holiday. As I’ve already said I loved dressing up as a kid. To this day I wear a crown when cleaning (I blame Mary Poppins. In every job that needs to be done, one can find an element of fun. – something like that anyway). My oldest sister will be dressing up as RainbowBrite and the Color Kids. I’m mega jealous I didn’t think of that first. Me and my friends, meanwhile, are brainstorming our group costume for a Halloween fundraiser going on in my town (of course). I was originally pulling for The Avengers because I really wanted to go as Hulk. My outfit would have been awesome. I would have done the whole green thing but for the bottom half I think I would have pulled out a green tulle tutu. Completing the outfit would have been the giant gloves. I would have had SO much fun in that. But my friend, ever the voice of reason, pointed out eating and drinking with the gloves would not have ended well. Now we’re looking at doing the whole Alice in Wonderland thing. I just need to figure out if my middle sister is coming or not. If she is we’re gonna rock the Tweedle Dee/Tweedle Dum look. If she isn’t I’m teetering between being

  1. White Rabbit and wearing an obnoxious amount of clocks/watches
  2. The Queen of Hearts (there needs to be one since another in my group is being Alice). I’d make a tulle tutu for this one too. I think I just really want to make a tutu. That should pass, my hips are wide enough.
  3. The Cheshire Cat. I’d want to do crazy face makeup. Like extending my mouth to grin all the way to my ears. That would be fun, creepy, and lots of fun to take off at 2 in the morning.

If my group dress falls through I’m going to rock a look like this, inspired by Roy Lichtenstein. Again, that too would be super fun to clean up at night’s end. Then there is the wig issue and I’d never be able to make it look good and so it’d just be sad. Maybe someday but probably not this year.

That’s it, those are my ideas. I have three weeks to decide. Then there is trick-or-treating at my office too (on another day) so I may get to dress up as two different things! I’ll be sure to post the results later in the month.

Curious as to what other members are doing? Well not everyone has responded to the prompt yet but so far we know that Monster Cafe would catch you in his net and the man who stares at toys is gets really punny – which I always appreciate. Our own Cool and Collected pays tribute to Firefly – a costume after my own heart. There is also a ninja, which would just be way to much fun on Halloween (or all saint’s day).

Coming soon – weekend updates and audiobook reviews (I’m so behind, but I’ve been out doing things to write about. Vicious cycle) ~ Q