Only in the great state of Iowa can the weather go from ninety-one to seventy-two in less than twenty-four hours. That’s what happened last Thursday, September 12th into Friday, September 13th.
All I want is to have a fall season this year. Let’s have at least one to two more months of enjoying watching the leaves changing and hooded sweatshirts before my least favorite “s-word” comes to town.
Have you noticed how over the past few years we’ve gone from summer to winter with no sign of spring or fall? In a perfect world, we’d have sunshine and temps around sixty-five degrees for the kids to go trick or treating this Halloween. With the amount of time and money spent on costumes, kids should be able to go house to house without worrying about catching a cold.
I for one am extremely excited for Halloween this year, because our new neighborhood is one of those “hot spots” for trick or treating. As a matter of fact, the instructions from our new neighbors have included, “be home and in your driveway by 4:30 pm or you won’t be able to get in!”
How much candy am I going to need? Should I start stockpiling Snickers candy bars right now? Are we expecting a couple hundred costumed youngsters trick or treating? What about my own kids? It was also said to my wife Kasey and I that, “the older neighbor kids will take them around and we all hangout in a driveway.” Be still my heart– could this be the first year in the history of Halloween with kids that I would be able to sit back, relax, and perhaps enjoy a cold beverage? Did we move into the greatest neighborhood in Muscatine, perhaps!
I should also confess that I have two Halloween costumes picked out and ready for this year. Normally, I would keep my costumes close to the chest in fear of someone stealing my idea, but for my faithful readers, I will share my genius. This year for Halloween, I will be going as Hopper from Stranger Things, complete with mustache and incredible 80s button down shirt.
I’m also not quite sure how I feel about having a mustache. For years, I’ve had a goatee, so maybe I’ll be able to pull of the look? My dad, John (a retired Chicago Police Officer) for years had the best mustache. I can vividly recall the first time I saw my dad without his mustache–it was shocking. Will the same be said for me this fall/Halloween? Only time will tell.
Here’s to a fall season that we can enjoy with family, friends, and the world’s greatest neighbors. I’m also convinced that by singing the praises of my new aforementioned neighbors this will inspire them to leave bags of candy on our front porch–hint, hint.