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Halloween 2022

I love the holidays. While Christmas is my absolute favorite, Halloween runs a close second. This year I celebrated it in a number of ways. 

First, there was Halloween trick-or-treating at Krystal Lake Campground. Our little group had four campsites between us; unfortunately, they weren't all in a row and we had to cross a tiny field to visit with each other. We decided to leave two of the four sites undecorated and instead pooled our skeletons, spiderwebs, and lights together. When it came time for the kids to trick-or-treat, we passed out candy two by two at nearby tables.

I dressed up as an old witch while Laura was an angel with
her sidekick demon hubby sitting nearby. 

It was someone's first Halloween camping trip.
Also, you can see some of our decorations!


Next on the Halloween calendar came Jimmy and Laura's annual party.  They started throwing this little get-together after Jimmy's mom passed away from pancreatic cancer. Her picture used to be on a table by itself. Now she's kept company by Ken. His picture sits next to hers with a bottle of Crown and some shot glasses. Before the night ends, most of us have done at least one shot in honor of their memories.

This year I dressed up as a modern-day Medusa. I wanted a warm, comfortable costume. I found some snakeskin leggings and a matching sports bra. I added a black sweater and boots. The costume was completed with a snake crown and a few colorful little snakes hidden throughout my hair. I don't think you can see them all that well in the pictures, but they are there. 




I wasn't overly fond of the crown so it went into the garbage after the party. It didn't want to stay on my head. It also didn't fan out enough for my tastes. A better Medusa crown exists.

The Halloween party was well attended this year. The only ones missing were my oldest boy and his family. 



Finally, there was the grand finale of Halloween.  My grandson on Halloween night!  He may or may not have gotten way too much candy from me. 

My little lion.

This was the first Halloween he got excited about candy. The costume not so much. He kept yanking the hood off and trying to wriggle out of the costume. Luckily, once we were hitting the sidewalks with his cousins, he seemed to be less concerned about the costume and much more interested in trick-or-treating.  



Most memorable moments: Our little lion bravely entering two homes before we could stop him.  Oops!  LOL

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