Halloween Countdown: I'm So Tired!

Ahhhh.  Sit on the couch.  Pull the lever and recline.  Pop my feet up and let the dog jump up for some cuddles.  Turn on the TV and surround sound and find something on a Saturday night that doesn't completely suck.  Turn on the computer and connect to the interweb.  Crap.

Crap. Crap. Crap.  

I still have to write a blog about Halloween as promised.  After all, I crossed my heart and hoped to die and I certainly don't hope to die.  But come on!  I just got home.  I'm four beers in.  I just want to sit on the couch, watch meaningless television and play candy crush!  Is that so much to ask?  

As (regrettably) promised I would do a real Halloween post for the Stunt Zombie blog.  Since I'm just the littlest bit buzzed I thought the best idea would be to find a Halloween snacky food to go with my beverage of choice, Redd's Apple Ale.

 While rooting through Chris' bag o' Halloween goodies I came across something that intrigued me:

Kraft Jet-Puffed GhostMallows (It's really hard not to type Jet-Stay-Puffed!)The flavor of these marshmallows is supposed to be Vanilla but aren't all regular marshmallows vanilla flavored?

 While I thought that these would be super yummy I also started to rethink my beverage of choice.  Fruity beer plus vanilla marshmallows?  I think not.  Thank God the back of the bag had suggestions for what beverage would go best:

 So I brewed me a cup of Suisse Mocha (close enough to ghostly hot chocolate) and popped a few of these ghoulish marshmallows on top.

 Aren't they so cute?!  Although, now that I'm looking at them from this angle they slightly resemble ghostly sperm, no?  As I began to sip on my chocolatey beverage I had the sinking feeling that something very important was missing.

 Ahhh, that's better.
Now, since most of you (make that all of you) don't know who I am you probably have no idea that I am completely obsessed with another marshmallowy treat, Peeps.  Who doesn't love Peeps?  They're sugary, chewy and full of Peepy goodness (and yes, I do realize that I turn a lot of nouns in to adverbs!).  Anyway, the reason I bring up Peeps is because one of my favorite Peep activities (yes, there are more than one) is Peep jousting.  For hours upon hours of fun you pit your Peeps against each other in head to head combat.  Simply place the marshmallows on a plate, shove toothpicks into them, pop them in the microwave for a few seconds and crown a victor.  The Peep who doesn't get skewered is victorious.  I simply applied this basic concept to the ghostly marshmallows:

It didn't work out as I had planned.  With no clear victor I decided to crown myself the winner, mashed my melty marshmallows together and stirred them into my mocha!  While I do love a good marshmallow I didn't find anything particularly special about these sugary snacks.  Sure they're cute and slightly colorful.  Yes they're ridiculously addicting and I ate half a bag in one sitting (don't judge me, I'm drunk).  And would I get them again if spotted in the snack food aisle of the grocery store?  Of course.  But did they stand out from all of the other marshmallows on the shelf?  No, not really.  So, while I did enjoy snacking on them individually I think I'll stick to drowning them in my coffee.

Halloween Countdown: Reminiscing on Halloween Nights Past

Okay, okay, so I missed a day.  I told you I'm not a particularly seasoned (or good) blogger!  On the upside my house is super clean!  One thing I am good at (since we've already ruled out blogging and photography) is taking the easy way out.  That's why I'm going to post pictures of my Halloween costumes from my childhood.  What?  Chris did it!  When we (me and my sister) were kids, we never had store bought costumes.  My mom made nearly every Halloween costume we ever wore until we were too old to go Trick or Treating (wait, what age it that?).  My mother is very crafty and thinks outside the box.  Speaking of boxes, most of our costumes were made from cardboard boxes!  Some of the more notable pieces of work included a table top (my sisters head came through a hole in the center of a large box covered with a tablecloth, place settings and a roasted turkey hat), a cookie jar (complete with lid as a hat, my mom was also big on hats!)

and a giant red octopus with eyes cut out and covered with panty hose so I could see!  One thing I learned from this whole experience (aka my childhood) was that boxes make great costumes but are the worst for trick or treating!  We literally hit into everyone and everything in our way.  And forget holding out our pillowcases for candy.  My sisters hands couldn't even reach out from underneath the "table" so folks started putting candy in the cups that were glued to the table top!  Some of our costumes spawned from convenience.  I took tap and jazz dance classes as a child.  Some of the costumes for our dance recitals were down right weird.  This is how I came to go out trick or treating as a black cat and a dinosaur!

Ah, the good old days!  As I grew older I realized that most of Halloween for adults involves women dressing up as sexy nurses, sexy cats, sexy wookies, etc.  

And, sadly, I too partook in this tragic tradition.  But that is a story for another day, probably tomorrow!

So, what are your favorite costumes from childhood?  We already know stunt zombie really enjoyed his Super Man costume.  I think my favorite was the octopus (although I'm sorry to report that after combing through my stacks of photo albums I could not find a single shot of that awesomely red 8 legged sea creature!).  Would love to hear your thoughts on Halloween costumes.