I Am Groot: The Best Halloween There Ever Was

I wrote this post four years ago, only a few weeks after my sister’s wedding. So this week we celebrate my sister’s four year anniversary and also remember the time Cassidy took the words “I Am Groot” way too seriously. And it was awesome.

This was to be the year I dropped the ball on Halloween.

Sometimes I have tunnel vision and it’s nothing to brag about. When there’s something big on the horizon, it’s hard to focus on smaller things before or after that big thing. Say for example, it’s senior prom. Say you have a major physics project due the Monday after prom weekend, but you can’t even think about it until after the prom is over and you’re back home and your sister’s boyfriend makes your project for you, and it doesn’t even work, but it’s so special and homemade that your teacher gives you an “A” on it and you don’t even have to take your physics final exam. You get to sit out in the hallway with a book and look in at all of the much smarter (at physics) kids and watch them take the final exam you’ll never take.

Somehow, somewhere, somewhat, sometimes, dropping the ball on something still looks like this:

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Cassidy may call it luck. I may call it that too, but also skill because I’m surrounded by wonderful and creative people and hey, I did take care of Des’ costume, and my own, and I did take a lot of photos and I did write this post, and I helped Cassidy in and out of that costume 17,000 times and I broke a few sweats too. I’m not calling myself completely useless at Halloween this year, but I was not the star to shine. And that was ok. My tunnel vision only allowed for my sister’s wedding, and a ton of photo shoots before and after that. Meanwhile while I was in my fog, Cassidy was dreaming and planning, only SIX DAYS BEFORE HALLOWEEN. And then dreaming and planning turned into working. And sharing that wisdom.

He wrote out a whole DIY of his costume with photos that you can see here.

My brain doesn’t work the way his does.

Heck, my brain can’t even wrap my head around how someone ELSE’S brain could work like this, much less.. work like this.

I Am Groot.

I am Groot

I am Groot

I am Groot

I am Groot

I am Groot

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Since I never met a Top Ten list I didn’t like, here’s my “Top Ten Things I Loved About Halloween 2014.” And quite like the wedding post, I started writing this on Halloween night. It actually wrote itself. So now I present it to you. There’s Halloween. There’s Halloween as a parent. And there’s Halloween as a parent in a really cool town. How about Halloween as a parent in a really cool town, with Groot, Rocket and Superman. You never know, do you? I didn’t drop the ball after all.

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The Top Ten Best Things about Halloween 2014:

1 – In the morning, Des and I went to Scarlet’s school to watch the kindergarten classes make a parade around the entire school in costume. We had some time to kill after the parade and before the half-day dismissal and I had a wonderful hang out and heart-to-heart on the playground with Scarlet’s friend’s mom. Bonus is that Des fell asleep in the swing!

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2 – Walking around all day with the best costume contest winner, which got him a prize ($$$). I was just darn proud. I’d tell anyone who listened to me, “That’s MY husband. He made that costume himself!”

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3 – Walking around town and seeing friends, and clients, and people who are both friends AND clients!

4 – Going to River Valley Market to get some late-night snacks. In costume, of course.

River Valley

5 – The car needed gas and it’s always fun to get gas on Halloween because you’re getting gas next to a clown, a witch, and oh yeah – the woman in front of you is the secretary at Scarlet’s school! You have to love our small city.

6 – Walking in the parade with Scarlet holding onto my stroller with one hand, and holding hands with two friends from preschool with the other hand. They were all telling each other Halloween riddles and cracking each other up.

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7 – Realizing Cassidy’s artistic potential as reflected back from the faces of hundreds of people. Heck, thousands.

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8 – We stopped by a friend’s party after trick-or-treating. There was a giant, amazing, handmade, remote (or radio?)-controlled Frankenstein on their lawn! It could move and talk and had a microphone where someone inside could look outside and talk to kids walking by. It was AMAZING. I was in a cloud of Groot pride and care, but this deserves its own post. I wish I had photos but I didn’t have my camera at that point, because.. Groot, Des, stroller, freezing, candy bags, etc. My friend’s dad made it when he was only 13 and it was passed down to my friend’s family. Seriously, amazing.

9 – Scarlet told me I was the prettiest Snow White she had ever seen! The fairest of them all?

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10 – I stole a piece of candy from Des’ bucket at 1:00am. It was a Milky Way. I hadn’t had one in years!

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*Bonus that he really only said “I am Groot” when people tried to talk to him!

I’m sure I have an honorable mention for every single person I saw out there that night. I know I spout a lot about the online blogging love (which is real and fierce!), but my in-person people are pretty spectacular too.

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Everywhere I walked that night, in a city of thousands, I saw a familiar and beautiful face.

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And like with my sister’s wedding, I’m a bit sad that it’s all over.

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However. Halloween comes every year. (unless it’s Snowtober, in which case it gets skipped, sorta.)

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What on earth will we do next year?

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So, what was the best Halloween of your life?

I Feel The Earth Move Under My Feet

Do you ever get a sense of motion or motion sickness when you’re not even moving?

I once thought that my long childhood phobias of earthquakes/tornados originated when my father died – for many reasons concerning how it happened (the way the floor shook) to the movies I watched at that time (The Wizard of Oz) – but I have hazy memories from before then. You know when you pick someone up and spin them around and they don’t really like it, but they kind of like it and they shriek/laugh so you don’t stop? I always needed you to stop – or else you’d feel nails down your back. And not the good kind, either. I’ve had a love/hate relationship with motion/moving throughout my entire life.

It’s push/pull, control/lack of control, prison/freedom, pulling in/letting go. Learning to fly, but without wings.

I’ve decided this means you’re really living. Fear of the unknown is ok, because that means you’re even bothering to approach the unknown, and you’re stepping out of your footsteps. It’s ok to grip the handlebars around every new curve and dip. Because what moves me is everything. It’s two ends of a spectrum. I could think it’s anxiety or I could think it’s magic. When I feel so much, it bleeds out in different ways. Maybe I’ll write about it. Maybe it will show up in my photographs.

If there’s an overflow, which there always is, it shows up in my dreams. If there’s an overflow from that, which there always is, it shows up in symptoms. It’s like being high but since I don’t really know what that’s like – save for a nitrous oxide experience during oral surgery (in which I thought I had floated up to the ceiling) – it’s like being high on life. Sometimes you get too high, too fast, and you lose your floating balance. You might get dizzy or hit a wall. The ground swirls beneath you, but hey, at least you tried to fly so high. Maybe next time you’ll be ready. You’ll go back up. And you’ll be so moved.

You’ll never stop moving.

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Want to know what moves me? I thought I’d try a quick “Currently” post, because it’s been awhile. Maybe I can make it quick for real! Maybe my quick answers will reveal all the crazy swirlingness inside. And hey, isn’t that the point?

Currently, I’m…

Reading: Ooh, pick me! My library card has been renewed and my overdue charges are currently under $10. “Currently.” Get it? We’ll see how long that lasts! I’m ignoring my library books in favor of a borrowed copy of A Man Called Ove.

Planning: This should be called “Should be Planning.” Camp schedules, editorial calendars, beach trips, overnights, eight-year-old birthday parties, and for myself to have some much needed R&R on a beach island. All alone. Or with one other.

Stressing: About stress symptoms. Funny, no? I woke up with some, although still had a delicious day mostly without them.

Wishing: For all of Scarlet’s birthday wishes to come true. And while we’re at it, mine too!! (July 25th birthday)

Feeling: A little alarmingly indifferent to everything, while writing about how I’m moved by everything. Don’t let the indifference fool you, though. I tend to get scattered and numbed down when I’m coping with too many feels at once.

Listening: To MSNBC in the background and the extended 6-7 minute live “Old Love” by Clapton in the foreground.

Thinking: That I’m always thinking and I want to shut it off by command, and probably there’s a way, but if I did that – I wouldn’t be me. So all of this comes with a reason and a price. And now I’m thinking that I’m rambling. Hi!

Wearing: Obviously a sundress. Let me dig around for a photo of the exact make and model..That’ll do, pig.

Loving: Steely Dan, short skirts, and getting an ice cream sundae to go from Village Green Ice Cream and then eating it out of the quart carton for days on end. Sunshine, dumplings, and how much Scarlet looks like Hermione. You see it, right?

Hoping: That I finally find a better work/life/sanity balance, but I also hope work keeps getting crazier. Maybe I hope my sanity/balance increases as fast as the work does, because baby hold on to me – whatever will be, will be.

This is me linking up, as one of my favorite things to do, with Finish The Sentence Friday or #FTSF. This week’s topic is “What moves me…” And there’s still time to write yours. Come link up with your spin on the matter: HERE.

What moves YOU?