i'm off to get my new computer - wahoo! months in the making! i'll see you on the flip slide. but until then:
every halloween from 3 to 14 i spent doing the exact same thing. dinner at her parent's or mine. in our costumes - hers often involving make up that she had to be careful not to smudge. both of our getups always homemade, nothing plastic. clowns, little red riding hood, pipi longstocking, 50s girls, hippies, lucy and ethel - all created by raiding our mother's (and grandmother's closets). better than anything anyone else was wearing. always.
by 14 we were living different lives and were no longer spending our tuesday nights together at hebrew school and so she did what she did and i dressed in plastic costumes from the costume store and met up with girls from the private girls school and rather than knocking on doors in my neighborhood, running up and down the hills to visit the same houses we would visit year after year, i headed to the valley. weird.
last night as i was waiting for the train to go home after work, surrounded by the joker and sarah palin and a lot of grown men in head to toe furry bunny costumes, i ran into her sister. on halloween. perfection.
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