The first of November

This is, of course, the day after Hallowe'en. My kids are too old for trick or treating, but Stephen and I like to sit on the front porch and see all the kids go by, and some of our neighbours do get pretty fancy in their decorations. The weather was not bad; it didn't rain till after about 8:30, and we had run out of candy by then. (And we didn't get any influx of candy from the kids, either, so we are presently bereft.)

I do have one thing to show you: Arthur, back from university for a week, went out to play D&D and of course, needed a wizard's robe. One thing he likes is finding weird and wonderful secondhand shirts, so he got a bunch of them and fashioned a wizard's robe, complete with hood and big swoopy sleeves. (Do not call it a nightgown; he doesn't like that.)

There are some skulls for scariness, Obama looking wistfully off into the future, and a tuxedo front. One sleeve has the art from TRex's Electric Warrior (it pained me to see that cut up, but it was a size small) and the other is a Blackberry shirt which says Be Bold. I believe the hood had some inconsequential purple words on it.

It was fun to see him just go to the sewing machine and whip it up, cutting here and there and somehow making all the bits fit together.

I will try to blog every day this month. One down, 29 to go.