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Nov. 1st, 2002 05:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishHope everyone had a Happy Halloween. This is one of my favorite holidays,not to mention Gareth's birthday too. I am beat! I had to do docks today, so up at 4:30 am, after a pretty crummy sleep. John was helping one of his brothers friends move yesterday - it was only supposed to be a few items, but nobody else showed up to help and I think he wound up doing it all. He did not get back until 3 am.
As my alarm clock went off, I heard noise from the living room. When I went to check it out I found Angus up and watching cartoons. This of course woke Avalon up, but after some milk she went right back to sleep. Angus told me he wanted to take a bath. He has very sensitive skin, and I think he was itchy. I wanted to take a shower myself, but I put him in first. After sluicing him off (he didn't really like it - he's not used to showers yet- but I think it did the trick), got his p.j.s back on and him back in bed.
Showered myself, got dressed, made coffee and toast for myself and John, who was giving me a ride to work today since he had do the banking (it's payday).
From the office and out to the docks, I get two mackerel samples and I could probably get a third and be completely caught up for the month, but this particular dealer's pump is working soooo slowly. Every time it goes through a cycle, maybe 10-20 lbs of fish drop into the bin. Understand these boats land about 30 tons at a time! I decide to blow it off, because I haven't been over toTerminal Island yet, and I want to get back to the office by 11:30 - there's a Halloween pot luck for lunch. I leave and stop at the Von's on Gaffey St. to get some baby carrots to take. While I'm there, I glance at the Halloween stuff, and get this obnoxious motion-activated candy dish shaped like a green witch's head - hat, hair, and this ugly nose that wiggles when you put your hand in and she talks. "Hey, why don't you check my tonsils while you're in there!" "Achoo- hope I didn't get anything on you!" "That's not very polite!" It'll drive someone crazy, so I'll leave it in the breakroom during the potluck.
I get over to the dealer at Terminal Island and the boat there has squid. A whole 5 tons - this boat is capable of bringing in 150; coming all the way from Santa Rosa Island, he probably hasn't even paid for his fuel - certainly his crew isn't going to get anything. The boat gets paid before anyone else. I take a squid sample and head back to the office.
There was supposed to be a costume contest, but only about 5 people wore anything. Nevertheless, Paulette, dressed as the Grim Reaper, wants to take everybody's picture. I pick up my obnoxious candy-dish, put it on my shoulder, and copy the Mike's Hard Lemonade commercial - "I'm having a rough day - I think I'm growing this second evil head..."
Off a bit early, and getting ready for this evening. Gareth wants to wear his dragon costume that he got from his uncle Doug last year; he never wore wore it because he decided he was afraid of it. Recently, he decided he likes it, so I brush it off with the clothes brush, grateful that it still fits him. We let him open a present dropped off by a friend, but our main celebration will be this weekend. He gets a toy chainsaw from Home Depot. Play with that one outside, G-man!
Avalon and Angus still need something to wear. I carve our single small pumpkin, while John runs another errand. He couldn't get any money from my paycheck earlier, because while he was there earlier, the police came and locked the doors - no one could go in or out. Apparently someone there had been embezzeling and they wouldn't let anyone go until they found what was missing. He was stuck there for an hour and a half.
The pumpkin seems to be hybridized with a spaghetti squash; it's very dry and stringy inside. I use my late uncle's hunting knife to carve out the face. The traditional triangle eyes and nose, but my hand slips and there goes the part between the nose and the mouth. Sigh - stick it back in with toothpicks.
When John got back, I took Avalon and went to the party store, to see what they had left. Angus had said he wanted to be a cowboy, and about all they had left was Woody from Toy Story, which was ok. For Avalon, I grabbed a little witch costume, the least girly thing I could find close to her size. Plus a few little decorations, and spent far too much.
When I got home, John had raked the leaves into piles like graves, and made cardboard headstones with funny epitaphs "Here lies Joe Short - not long for this world" etc. Got the kids costumes on and spent much too long looking for shoes. I was suprised at how cute the witch costume was - it had a black dress, a little shoulder cape with a spider clasp, a belt and a hat. The hat and cape had a metallic pattern of spiders and webs on it. I was afraid it was going to be too big, but it was just about right. Supposed to have been for a two-yr old, and the hat was almost too small.
Trick or treaters didn't start showing up until almost 7 pm; usually the very little kids come around before its completely dark. Tonight they came in waves, sometimes 10-15 in a bunch. Dad usually keeps track of how many we get, but tonight he lost count. Several ninjas and once three Yu Gi Ohs ( you know, I really don't care for that cartoon). I wish I had seen more handmade costumes, but I am no better. Didn't have time to even do anything for myself this year. We just went to a few houses on our block; about half the people don't even turns their lights on. Bob follows us to the end of the block, then tuns and goes back home. He sits at the front of the walk and greets people coming to our house; across the street, I can hear people saying "Look at the kitty" and reading John's headstones. At least Angus didn't barge into anyone's house this time.
Dad, to his credit, made some hot spiced apple cider, and split pea soup for dinner, but made a big to- do about exactly how much seasoning to put in, exactly how long to simmer it for, etc. He's starting to drive us crazy with this stuff. He will even set a timer when he's making a cup of tea.
Went through the kids candy and threw out the loosely wrapped stuff - someone was giving out mints from the Sizzler. How cheap can you get? Raiding the afterdinner mints at restaurants for Halloween candy!
Watched a few cartoons, threw everyone in bed, and am now crosseyed myself from writing this. I was tired before we went trick or treatingand now I'm sore from lugging Avalon around. Docks again tomorrow so I'd better hit the hay. Yawn - Nitey night!
As my alarm clock went off, I heard noise from the living room. When I went to check it out I found Angus up and watching cartoons. This of course woke Avalon up, but after some milk she went right back to sleep. Angus told me he wanted to take a bath. He has very sensitive skin, and I think he was itchy. I wanted to take a shower myself, but I put him in first. After sluicing him off (he didn't really like it - he's not used to showers yet- but I think it did the trick), got his p.j.s back on and him back in bed.
Showered myself, got dressed, made coffee and toast for myself and John, who was giving me a ride to work today since he had do the banking (it's payday).
From the office and out to the docks, I get two mackerel samples and I could probably get a third and be completely caught up for the month, but this particular dealer's pump is working soooo slowly. Every time it goes through a cycle, maybe 10-20 lbs of fish drop into the bin. Understand these boats land about 30 tons at a time! I decide to blow it off, because I haven't been over toTerminal Island yet, and I want to get back to the office by 11:30 - there's a Halloween pot luck for lunch. I leave and stop at the Von's on Gaffey St. to get some baby carrots to take. While I'm there, I glance at the Halloween stuff, and get this obnoxious motion-activated candy dish shaped like a green witch's head - hat, hair, and this ugly nose that wiggles when you put your hand in and she talks. "Hey, why don't you check my tonsils while you're in there!" "Achoo- hope I didn't get anything on you!" "That's not very polite!" It'll drive someone crazy, so I'll leave it in the breakroom during the potluck.
I get over to the dealer at Terminal Island and the boat there has squid. A whole 5 tons - this boat is capable of bringing in 150; coming all the way from Santa Rosa Island, he probably hasn't even paid for his fuel - certainly his crew isn't going to get anything. The boat gets paid before anyone else. I take a squid sample and head back to the office.
There was supposed to be a costume contest, but only about 5 people wore anything. Nevertheless, Paulette, dressed as the Grim Reaper, wants to take everybody's picture. I pick up my obnoxious candy-dish, put it on my shoulder, and copy the Mike's Hard Lemonade commercial - "I'm having a rough day - I think I'm growing this second evil head..."
Off a bit early, and getting ready for this evening. Gareth wants to wear his dragon costume that he got from his uncle Doug last year; he never wore wore it because he decided he was afraid of it. Recently, he decided he likes it, so I brush it off with the clothes brush, grateful that it still fits him. We let him open a present dropped off by a friend, but our main celebration will be this weekend. He gets a toy chainsaw from Home Depot. Play with that one outside, G-man!
Avalon and Angus still need something to wear. I carve our single small pumpkin, while John runs another errand. He couldn't get any money from my paycheck earlier, because while he was there earlier, the police came and locked the doors - no one could go in or out. Apparently someone there had been embezzeling and they wouldn't let anyone go until they found what was missing. He was stuck there for an hour and a half.
The pumpkin seems to be hybridized with a spaghetti squash; it's very dry and stringy inside. I use my late uncle's hunting knife to carve out the face. The traditional triangle eyes and nose, but my hand slips and there goes the part between the nose and the mouth. Sigh - stick it back in with toothpicks.
When John got back, I took Avalon and went to the party store, to see what they had left. Angus had said he wanted to be a cowboy, and about all they had left was Woody from Toy Story, which was ok. For Avalon, I grabbed a little witch costume, the least girly thing I could find close to her size. Plus a few little decorations, and spent far too much.
When I got home, John had raked the leaves into piles like graves, and made cardboard headstones with funny epitaphs "Here lies Joe Short - not long for this world" etc. Got the kids costumes on and spent much too long looking for shoes. I was suprised at how cute the witch costume was - it had a black dress, a little shoulder cape with a spider clasp, a belt and a hat. The hat and cape had a metallic pattern of spiders and webs on it. I was afraid it was going to be too big, but it was just about right. Supposed to have been for a two-yr old, and the hat was almost too small.
Trick or treaters didn't start showing up until almost 7 pm; usually the very little kids come around before its completely dark. Tonight they came in waves, sometimes 10-15 in a bunch. Dad usually keeps track of how many we get, but tonight he lost count. Several ninjas and once three Yu Gi Ohs ( you know, I really don't care for that cartoon). I wish I had seen more handmade costumes, but I am no better. Didn't have time to even do anything for myself this year. We just went to a few houses on our block; about half the people don't even turns their lights on. Bob follows us to the end of the block, then tuns and goes back home. He sits at the front of the walk and greets people coming to our house; across the street, I can hear people saying "Look at the kitty" and reading John's headstones. At least Angus didn't barge into anyone's house this time.
Dad, to his credit, made some hot spiced apple cider, and split pea soup for dinner, but made a big to- do about exactly how much seasoning to put in, exactly how long to simmer it for, etc. He's starting to drive us crazy with this stuff. He will even set a timer when he's making a cup of tea.
Went through the kids candy and threw out the loosely wrapped stuff - someone was giving out mints from the Sizzler. How cheap can you get? Raiding the afterdinner mints at restaurants for Halloween candy!
Watched a few cartoons, threw everyone in bed, and am now crosseyed myself from writing this. I was tired before we went trick or treatingand now I'm sore from lugging Avalon around. Docks again tomorrow so I'd better hit the hay. Yawn - Nitey night!
