I returned early to Petaluma - may I confess the reason? I missed my husband, our kitties and our home. The look on his face when he walked in to see me there for the first time in over a week was priceless and purely joyful for me.
Anthony is the best of the best of everything and he's my husband - don't know who wouldn't rush home to a love like this as soon as a body could.
This year for Halloween we decided to carve pumpkins and buy candy for the neighborhood kids, who would surely come through in droves (can you catch the foreshadowing of the opposite here?)
we had so much fun carving and scooping out the seeds, which made a rather tasty treat when drizzled in olive oil, sprinkled with salt and 21 Season Salute and toasted until the looked like sunshine!
We all watched carefully for nightfall and waited in anticipation for the children:
Can't you see the hope in his blue eyes??
Alas, it was never to be: at around 8:00 P.M. two un-costumed pre-teenagers came to the door and I gave them nearly all of our three bags of candy - they thought they won the lottery and I chuckled at the irony of it all:
I had lived in apartments since I was out of my parents' home at 18, and so I was soooo excited to be in a house in a little sleepy town that would have tons of little ghouls and goblins seeking candy...
instead I fed a few delightfully thrilled boys whose voices had already begun to change!!
Still, what a lovely day of rest, fun and homecoming kisses!