A Sad Skip in Halloween Tradition

So I'm home today because of UEA weekend, and I decided to send Trevor some copies of our hold Halloween costumes so he can show them off at work. THEN I decided to put them on my facebook page. THEN I decided to put them on this blog. Not sure why--everyone seems to see my facebook page, which I care nothing about, and no one ever looks at this blog. I'm not sure why I even do this. I could annouce I have cancer or I know the solution to the economy on here, and no one would even notice. Still, I thought it would be fun to put them on here for posterity. 'Cause of course my GRANDCHILDREN will look at my blog. Right?


2004






Trevor and I went to a single's dance in 2004, where we danced together once or twice. We knew each other already of course, but wouldn't begin dating for another three months. So this is the sexy little outfit I had on that day--I rented it from Hale Theater. That was the first year that Trevor was Wolverine. He pulls it off quite nicely!


2005






This is the year we went ALL OUT. We were engaged by that Halloween, but had been planning our costumes long before. Trevor informed on our first date in January of 2005 that he would be growing his hair out for his Halloween costume. It was the first sign that I would spend out whole courtship playing second fiddle to the infernal costume! Obesessed with Lord of the Rings, Trevor determined he would go as Aragorn, and just MADE his costume. The chain-mail is from sliced peices of PVC pipe, the vest made of leather that he bought and stained and sewed together. We even made the cloak together. Not to be outdone, I had this Southern Belle costume made. It was NOT cheap, but I told myself I would wear it over and over, unlike a wedding dress that gets worn once. Well...then I got fat. ER. So there went that. Never wore it again! But maybe one day when I get skinny I will... right.


2006





The beauty of being a Junior High teacher is that you have somewhere great to wear your costumes. In 2006 Trevor revived his Wolverine costume and I played Velma. We wore them to my school on Halloween, just like we had the year before. Mine didn't make the stir that my Belle costume did, but it was still cool. And Trevor--well, of course he couldn't wear the knives in the school so it took away from the effect somewhat, but he still had the 'do.


2007


We went all out again in 2007. (we do this every other year--one year a fancy costume, the next year is a cheap year...) So Trevor went as a musketeer, happy that he could wear his boots from his Aragorn costume, which he had made for him by the same guy in New Zealand that made the boots for the movie. No, they weren't cheap. But we weren't married then, so what could I do? Anyway, I found this matching french-era dress that I just loved. Too bad the seams were weak and started to fray once I actually wore the dress.


2008


NOTHING.

That's the tragedy my friends. This is where the title comes in. Trevor and I, after a legacy like the one I have described, have NO COSTUMES this year. I mean, we could revive the old ones, but nothing new. There are several reasons for this.
1) It's a "cheap" year, and Trevor has no idea how to go cheap on Halloween.
2) My junior high decided (stupidly) that the Halloween dance would be on the 24th this year instead of the 30th, and so it's not necessary to dress up for Halloween. SO annoyed. I had no motivation!
3) I'm pregnant, so it gets a little more complicated.
Well, at least I can wear one of my old ones. I'll always have something cool to fall back on--especially if I ever get skinny enough to wear that awesome southern belle costume again!