I’m Scary. And Bored of You.

In Family, Halloween, Miscellany on 2 November 2009 with no comments

Karinna, age 11, the offi­cial emo haunt of our fam­ily grave­yard. She creeped out quite a few peo­ple as she hov­ered around trick-or-treaters, glow­er­ing at them, arms crossed over her chest. No mat­ter what any­one did, she refused to speak or even smile. She just cocked her head to the side in a severely bored–and creepy–fashion.

The entire fam­ily finally found ade­quate Halloween spirit early Saturday morn­ing. We dec­o­rated the yard, bar­be­cued, and feasted on melted cheese and candy. And beer. Because it’s not Halloween with­out a crazy, drunk man on the porch throw­ing candy at lit­tle kids.

More pho­tos, and their sto­ries, can be found here.

The grave­yard comes down today. I do so hate to dis­man­tle it. Not because it’s hard work, but because I love the way the head­stones look in the pale morn­ing. I can see them from my desk as I write. There’s some­thing serene about it.

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