We had one Trick-or-Treater in the form of our niece, dressed as this adorable Abby Cadabby. In case you're not up on this sort of thing, Abby Cadabby is a fairy-in-training from Sesame Street and she came wand in hand and pumpkin a-swinging.
Here's I am with my Boy Wonder. We went into Manhattan, where Halloween is far more a holiday for adults than children. Everywhere we were greeted with "Hey! It's Batman and Robin!"--okay, so they didn't recognize that the skirt probably meant I was Batgirl--and once a Batman even threw his arms around my Robin and shouted, "Robin, at last I've found you!" We went out dancing at The Pyramid, one of my favorite clubs as it has several '80s dance party nights a week and where I had to scrape the boys off of Robin with a stick. It was a great way to spend an All Hallow's Eve.
Let Sleeping Cats Lie
All the festivities wore Morgan and Isis out, and I found them with paws intertwined on the bed.
Now on to November, with turkey to eat and other holidays and such to wear us out. Thank goodness for the bounty of a good, long nap.
"One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it--it was the black kitten's fault entirely." (L. Carroll, Through the Looking Glass)
I'm Yankee-Born and Southern-Raised, which makes me kind of Southern Gothic (in the old literary sense of the word). After 15 years in the Big Apple, I spent 4 years on a farm in Michigan raising chickens and llamas and learning to spin, knit, and needle-felt. Now I'm back home in NYC with my much-beloved spouse and one crazy tortiseshell cat. You can also find me on Ravelry.com as okitten.