Because of working so much, I had failed to buy a Halloween costume. I had a few ideas, all of which I'll share, but I just had been rushing around so much that I never made it to purchase anything. Needless to say also, money was another large issue in my costume crisis. I even went as far as to google home-made costume ideas. None of which proved worthy of my expectations. I had hoped to be one of the following: a devil (who even knows why I picked that), an angel (I really just wanted to wear the wings...) a witch, or a gangster. I think the reason why the majority of my costume picks circled around angels, devils & witches was a deeper rooted issue. Mom never let me even fathom the possibility of being a witch or devil out of jest. My childhood costumes consisted of fairies, Princess Leia, cheerleaders, old ladies (which was one of my favorites that we used Mammaw's moo-moo and Betty Doofle's wig), Rose from Titanic, etc. All were fictitious or playful characters, but none centered around witches or anything along that line. Even though it was to be playful and not malicious, it was still never allowed. I was leaning seriously towards an angel or a gangster this year, but with it being so close to Halloween, I had given up the prospects of finding anything decent this year.
I had come home and was (oddly enough) watching an old horror movie on AMC while talking to Anita on the phone. Anita had said, "Tina, let me call you back, I have to run in somewhere and as soon as I leave I'll call you back." "Ok Anita," I said to her and myself as I continued to watch Halloween 2. The house was quiet, which is very unusual being as there is several guys that live here. Normally I hear football games, pots and pans clanging, or occasional high-fives and "YES" being yelled in the background. But, I still paid it no attention. Suddenly, the door to the room flies open, and in walks Kiel in a Ghostbusters costume. He played the part well, freakishly well. He had the whole ensemble. Even the equipment designated for a Ghostbuster that was hanging like a backpack on his back.
This was alarming on so many levels, be it as Halloween is several days away. Yet, I said nothing and stared in astonishment. He then takes on hand from behind his back and hands me an odd looking costume. I see brightly colored patterns, symbols, and colors. He says to me, "You didn't have time to go shopping, so I got you this.....
This is the exact picture of the costume on the bag he handed me. Now while I do not have the boobs to meet the expectations of the costume, and it will never ride that low on my chest anyway, I began laughing hysterically. I completely lost it when he interrupted my laughter and said, "The only problem is, it's missing it's tiara and the gauntlets meant for your wrists... Target was a mad-house.. I think someone must have swiped them..." I really couldn't contain myself now... Just then, my phone rings, and I see it's Anita. I'm still laughing when I answer. Anita says, "Are you still laughing from Granddaddy's freaky day?" (which is a story for another time..) "No Anita, I'm laughing because Kiel just ran into the room dressed as a GhostBuster and handed me a Wonder Woman costume..." Anita then begins laughing... It was, indeed, a moment.
So, this year, it has been decided for me. As fate would have it, I will be Wonder Woman, accompanied by a GhostBuster. As I thought about it more, I realized it was actually quite fitting. The past year has been trying, to say the least as all of you know. My year has been filled with turmoil, Mammaw's funeral, Dad and Mom's display at the funeral as well as there all around behavior, Brown Recluse Spider Bites, and only more disappointments from there. There has been its share of good as well. My family this past Christmas, getting to know Donna Jean and Curtis, buying a car with the help of Anita, and watching us all become closer despite the loss of Mammaw. It hit me all of the sudden when I remembered Anita's comment on Jessica's blog for "AHHHH". "Doing the right thing is hard, but it does pay off eventually." Wonder Woman does the right thing, despite her faults. It was almost like God was whispering to me, "Keep doing the right thing, even though it's hard." While it may be odd that a flashy Wonder Woman costume made me think of this, it's still what I thought. Never in a million years would I have thought to be Wonder Woman. But it was interesting how it played out.
Just thought I would share my odd moment... haha. I expect to see pictures of everyone's Halloween experiences and costumes... :)