Saturday, November 1, 2025

Na Na Hey Hey Blo Your Blues Away (or Something)

First of all, apologies for falling behind on commenting - I got a lovely new chromebook with a much better keyboard for typing, but it would not hold an internet connection for more than thirty seconds, which was driving me slowly mad. Matt got home from California and took five minutes to decide that unplugging the wi-fi booster might do it. And it did.

I believe I usually milk the Halloween thing for at least one or two days of NaBloPoMo, which I shall continue today. A couple of people commented on our Louvre Robbery costumes as 'timely', to which I replied "yes, almost as if we didn't have a single costume idea before that, he he *nervous chuckle*). Our friends Janet and Dave have a Halloween party on the Saturday before Halloween every single year, so I have zero excuses for being caught costume-less two days before the party, and yet I went to the craft show and for lunch with my friends Pam (HI PAM) on Thursday and confessed that I was completely costume-blocked. She blithely said "just pick something from the news. How about the Louvre Robbery?"(YOU'RE SO SMART PAM) and my jaw dropped because I had been looking at a sparkly top in my closet that very morning wondering if I could spin something out of it. We looked at a couple of articles and I ordered a neon harness and toy ladder for Matt and when I got home I dug out a toy crown.


This made me think about how it's kind of weird that some years I know exactly what I'm going to be months ahead of time, some years I am hopelessly muddled until the day of, and some years it's kind of in between. We've bought costumes a couple of times, but my preference is to make something out of household stuff and clothes we own (not by sewing, which I cannot do)- costumes are ridiculously expensive, although some of them look really good.

So for the last decade or so:

The fairly-well-thought out entries

2014 - Voodoo doll


2024 - Bumblebee and Molecular Formula for Honey


2022 - present (I don't recommend it - turns out gift bags don't breathe at all)
Matt was out of the country so I had to pose for my picture with Tony Scissorhands

The scrabbled-together-the-day-of contenders:

2017 - Rhythm and Blues

2019 - Deviled Egg and This is Your Brain on Drugs

2021 - Regular Comma and Oxford Comma

I thought this might be the year I had to go costume-less and drink the penalty drink. Then I found this 'God's time is NOW' pamphlet in the mailbox in the morning and riffed on it.

The unabashedly slutty years

2015 - Easy Reader

A friend lent me a "Dark Alice in Wonderland" costume, which turned out to be a French maid costume with the Cheshire cat on the apron. I said "I look like a stripper". Eve said "No y.... well.... oh it's fine, let's just go." My rack was fantastic, I have zero regrets.




Na Na Hey Hey Blo Your Blues Away (or Something)

First of all, apologies for falling behind on commenting - I got a lovely new chromebook with a much better keyboard for typing, but it woul...