Boo!

Though I wasn't exactly feeling the Halloween spirit this year, Aviva convinced me to put my best ghoul face on for the holiday. Getting the snakes to stay in my hair was quite difficult, as was locating snakes as it seems that there's no longer much demand for such mundane toys.

Aviva considered dressing as Perseus but she didn't want to be responsible for killing me. Instead, she went for Icarus so she could be responsible for her own demise. The only problem with her costume was the considerable odor that resulted from the burning feathers. But with a little Chanel to mask the smell, we were good to go. Tonight, we'll have to contend with the hundreds of children that descend on the neighbourhood on Halloween. Last year, we went through about a dozen small bags of chocolate bars and still had to rush out to the local drugstore to buy more on Halloween night. This year, we bought four huge bags of candy with more than 2000 pieces in total. That should keep the ghouls from stringing toilet paper from our trees.