Let me start at the beginning... We're moved into the new house, now known as Gilpin/Percy Manor, and Jason and I have been trying to unload all the piles of boxes that stretch across the garage. (I have a lot of STUFF.) So, last week I started making my way to the HALLOWEEN decor filled boxes (FUN!), and pulling out items for inspection. I put out a few tombstones in the front entryway, skulls atop the bookshelves, and a creepy black wire tree and candles...
Then I found one of my favorite pieces of decor - my flying demon. He's so scary at night with the right lighting. So I thought I'd catch Jason by surprise, walked in the house with the demon, and he loved it. I started holding it up in different areas to see where it fit best.
That's when Jason asked: "When do you want to start decorating for Halloween?"
I was stunned for a moment, and said: "I already have."
"But it's only September!!" he laughed.
I have been preparing for Halloween in my mind for at least a month or so. And now that I have my own HOUSE, and can decorate it any way I see fit... it boggles the mind. The options are endless.
There's just something about Halloween that makes me feel magical. Not the same kind of magical that christmas offers. A little darker brand of magic.