Tales From The Crypt: a house log

Ok, I would not truly call it the crypt exactly, but we do have a couple of funny Halloween anecdotes to share.

#1: We do not get too many trick-or-treaters, but we stuck around Friday night to hand out candy to the two dozen kids who braved our dark, sidewalkess street. Most of it was uneventful, except for the four pre-teen girls who were surprisingly obsessed with home decor. Instead of “trick or treat,” we opened the door to hear “we are in love with everything in your house.” We were a bit caught off guard, so we simply smiled, nodded, and forked over some M&Ms. As we closed to the door we could still hear them mumbling about our interior design decisions as they moved on to the next house. Guess we will take the compliments where we can get them, even if they are from a group of twelve-year-olds dressed as fairies.

#2: Sherry and I did not dress up this year, but Burger sported a glow-in-the-dark skeleton t-shirt so at least one of us answered the door in costume. Unfortunately, he was not a big fan of wearing it and sporadically burst into crazy, wiggling attempts to get it off. Luckily, we caught one such attempt on video. Enjoy:

Hope everyone had a strong Halloween. And of course feel free to sound off about any and all goulish tales of your own.