It’s the perfect Halloween. Beautiful weather. Saturday. A full moon!!!! Could the trick or treaters get any luckier? Oh. Yeah…. F***ing COVID!!!! Just another holiday kicked in the teeth. I had been worried about this one for months now, being that it’s my favorite. I was worried it would be totally canceled. Probably, maybe it should have. I don’t know, but it wasn’t. Because it wasn’t, we decided to say screw it. Safely hand out candy. We had hand sanitizer. Only hands in the candy would be our own. We had mask. Which… in the moment we often forgot to put on. It was the fun. Boy did we have fun. Lots of laughter on our front porch. All they needed to look at me….
The idea to dress as a woman began as a joke. You see, I always do creepy. That’s what I’m good at. My brain is rotten from all the horror movies/books that’s I’ve digested over the years. It’s what I know. I know macabre. What a thing to admit. So anyhow, cute somehow turned to me being a lady. To the point that it was discussed so much I really couldn’t not do it. Also, Bekah had been trying to put full makeup on me for what feels like most my life. She was very enthusiastic about me being a woman for the night.
So the week before Halloween I solidified this idea by finding a wig and dress. I know a seamstress to help me find my size. That was a conversation I never thought I’d have. Even with everything procured, I wanted to back out. I began talking myself out of it. “I might disturb children.” “Will this be frowned on in the future?” “ What will work think!!” “Will some conservative father beat me up for being a pervert?” Legit concerns? Probably not. I was just being a coward. Had it not been for my friend Yvette, I might have succumbed to the fear. She said sometimes you have to step out of your comfort zone. That stuck with me. So I stepped miles outside of my comfort zone.
Bekah applied my makeup. She went all out. I have utter respect for all you ladies putting this stuff on. I know you are used to it. I was not. When I finally saw myself I decided this was by far the creepiest Halloween costume yet. Nothing about this was cute. I disturbed myself ever glance I took in the mirror. Well, she finished just in time. The doorbell rang. I cowered I the kitchen. That’s when I heard: “Where is Jordan?” Oh boy. Someone is here for the freak show. So I creeped around. It’s Yvette’s group. I wasn’t yet in my dress so her daughter told me to go put it on. Haha. I obliged. The looks on their faces. Priceless. She said: “You look pretty. You need heels. That’s a thin dress.” I was cracking up. Of course she needed a picture. Who wouldn’t. It wouldn’t be the last. That boosted my confidence for the night. Thanks, kids.
So the night progresses. A few friends brought kids by. We had a decent number of door to door treaters. It was a slower night than the year before. That was to be expected. The pandemic. I don’t know if we did the right thing. We tried to be safe. This was the first time since March that we participated in anything. We had fun. It was like the old days when people could go out and have fun without a worry. We both needed it. Just once a year. My favorite time of year. Happy Halloween.
Bonus: We had fireworks & pizza!!! What a night.
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