Change of heart.
This afternoon I ran out to Target to get candy and picked up some yellow police tape at a home store outlet. Yep - I'm going to terrify kids tomorrow night. If they make it through the booby traps and crime scene tape - they'll get their candy. I'm thinking of making a sign for their parents ala Herman Cain - "IF you don't have candy, it's yo own fault Whitey!" I'll take photos.
Scared to death!
My goodness - I went to the Target in the most affluent area of the Twin Cities and the place was filled with foreigners. I'm not kidding. I told two fighting Somali boys that this isn't like their country so be nice to one another - "No killing!" Most of the people were from India however, and I told the Pakistani check out person that I didn't know if they were upper caste or lower caste, so I wasn't sure if they really belonged in Edina or not. She said, "Oh those heathen Hindus - such scum. It's always Halloween for them."
I'm almost afraid to leave my house these days. Although I console myself with the proverb, "Charity begins at home."
Halloweenie is tomorrow! At 7PM I'm going to shave my cat because she has so many mats.