tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post6082901450527026070..comments2024-02-19T10:47:03.421-05:00Comments on Anny's Points of View: Playing Dress-UpAnny Cookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05305873753916213970noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-67386280018378384332007-10-24T23:31:00.000-04:002007-10-24T23:31:00.000-04:00Anny,My church for the last 20 years has done some...Anny,<BR/><BR/>My church for the last 20 years has done something we call trunk and treat. The kids dress up and they go into the parking lot where parents, Aunts/Uncles, Grandparents or just other church members have opened up the trunks of their cars and are giving out treats. The kids have bags that they made in Sunday School earlier in the day. After the parade of kids (Usually over a hundred and we only have 150 members!) We have throw a pizza party. Every kid we know we invite. Neighborhood kids come. We love it. Its safe, it's fun. Some of the adults dress up (tastefully) and have fun. I was Strawberry Shortcake last year. Stickers on my hat and brown eyeliner freckles.Susilienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10823324819388247649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-58562739694825403462007-10-20T17:33:00.000-04:002007-10-20T17:33:00.000-04:00Forgot to tell you...I like the new blog format! ...Forgot to tell you...I like the new blog format! And your picture is fantastic:)Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-77590364984585916922007-10-20T17:31:00.000-04:002007-10-20T17:31:00.000-04:00My foray into making my own costunens resulted in ...My foray into making my own costunens resulted in wearing my striped, flannel pj's, silver wings, and gold beak...across the wings said "Love a Jailbird Today".<BR/><BR/>I also put 2 of my mom's strapless formals together and went as Aphrodite...and also went as a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader, but left the pom-poms behind, and some of the guys in my 8th grade class thought I was a hooker...<BR/><BR/>K went as a girl 2 years ago...stuffed my bra with socks, wore an old dress of mine, and tried to wear an old pair of pumps. Unfortunately, heels and gravel street did not mix, so he ended up wearing his tennis shoes. He bought a long blonde wig also!Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-75162926455605719032007-10-20T16:26:00.000-04:002007-10-20T16:26:00.000-04:00Unfortunately, the days of Trick or Treating are p...Unfortunately, the days of Trick or Treating are pretty much over. Most parents are now opting for small parties or church harvest festivals or something like that and it's probably much, much safer.Anny Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05305873753916213970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-76740600170210101252007-10-20T16:11:00.000-04:002007-10-20T16:11:00.000-04:00I remember our school put on a contest each year f...I remember our school put on a contest each year for the "best" costume. We didn't have very much money so my mother went out and got a box. Wrapped it in reynolds wrap and made some box stairs and I went as a HOUSE!<BR/> For my children I always made their costumes up. My oldest proposed one year that he COULD DO HIS OWN! ( jeez mom) well 1/2 hour later, here comes my 12 yr old son with his cammo nighties on under a pair of my panty hose over his head ( he cut the bottom out for his head and the feet off for his hands) and another up from foot to waist. I asked him "what is that?"<BR/> He declared himself "Panty Hose Man", as he threw a cape around his shoulders. I laughed so hard I cried. yeah that's when things were innocent.jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11625411712929901889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-11799008192888773162007-10-20T13:16:00.000-04:002007-10-20T13:16:00.000-04:00We no longer celebrate by trick or treating. In ou...We no longer celebrate by trick or treating. In our neighborhood, which is a good one, we have three sexual preditors. My kids are always under my protective eye and those guys lay pretty low. So for us, this will be the first Halloween we keep the lights off. Instead, the weekend before, the girls are having a huge slumber party with costumes, games, scary movies and up all night. Will be tiring but a return to something more innocent than it has become.Phoenixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14947952583116323744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-1196367823024441912007-10-20T08:31:00.000-04:002007-10-20T08:31:00.000-04:00Great job, Anny:)My sis and I used to enjoy dressi...Great job, Anny:)<BR/><BR/>My sis and I used to enjoy dressing up in Mom's old formals. We put on plays; we acted 'grown up', all while wearing miles of tulle and clomping around in three-inch heels when our feel ended halfway below the heel!<BR/><BR/>Mom has pics of me wearing several costumes, and a couple of photo albums later, there's my sis in the same costume. My kids have even had their chance at wearing a couple of the same costumes! We have 2 Tigger costumes in 2 different sizes...K wanted to be T 2 years in a row...so now if the little one wants to, he'll be able to wear it this year:)<BR/><BR/>We laughed 2 years ago...my niece and nephew were at our house, and the three little ones were a pumpkin, a Jedi Knight (J had had his head shaved and he greatly resembled a junior Mace Windu!), and a bunny rabbit! Last year, W was Spiderman.Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3468322635677076272.post-87800713594708072972007-10-20T02:43:00.000-04:002007-10-20T02:43:00.000-04:00I wanted Mephisto to be a hard arsed bastard but n...I wanted Mephisto to be a hard arsed bastard but no Anny had to make him a wimp...now I'll have to turn him back into the malevolent sod I wanted him to be.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12012768592941285677noreply@blogger.com