Last Halloween post, I swear. Hope you all had a great night!
The puffy shirt, Elaine and Puddy
Last Halloween post, I swear. Hope you all had a great night!
The puffy shirt, Elaine and Puddy
Considering how much I loved Elaine, it's a personal shock that I only came up with the idea of going as her only this year. Maybe it's not the best costume you've seen, but I tried my hardest. (Honestly, I think the tiny backpack makes me just nail it, but I'm obviously biased.)
However you're spending tonight, please incorporate SOME kind of small acknowledgement that it's Halloween. Like what, you say? Here are some prime ideas!
However you spend it, I hope it's a great time!
CANDY!
Liz
Dad & baby me being horrified by Halloween
Dad & baby me being horrified by Halloween
Like many people, Halloween is my favourite holiday. Here are my reasons why:
You not only get to dress up, but you get to be WHATEVER YOU WANT. And maybe that's something that my therapist should look further into, but this element of Halloween has always been my favourite aspect of the day.
Free candy. Everywhere. For kids and adults? Are we serious? That's amazing.
Dogs in costumes. I am not a person who likes dressing up dogs in people clothes, this gives me no joy. But put a pug in a Darth Vader suit? I'm yours. This is a delicious image, always. And I'll be okay with this only because everyone should get to partake in this wondrous day.
Halloween episodes of sitcoms. You know this already because of previous posts. It's rare that I find a Halloween themed sitcom episode that I can't stand. They're solid as hell.
Those parades that happen in elementary schools where all the kids walk around and show off their costumes? Gold. I don't know where this idea came from, but I fully endorse it.
It's very hard for me to watch some horror movies (here's a tip for you if you feel the same way) because of how scared I can get, yes, but around this time of year? I'll force myself to do it. On some level, it makes me feel alive to be that afraid of something, even for a minute.
Scaring children. I love it. One year, my friend Harmeet and I turned my parent's house into this really horrifying place to be, we dressed up and lurked around the outside of the house and scared a ton of children that night. This was definitely in my top three of best Halloween nights. Everyone should do something like this at least once.
One thing that sucks about being in New York is that so few kids actually go trick-or-treating at houses - they tend to go to stores and restaurants, apparently. So there's no reason to really decorate my own house since no one'll show up, which is kind of a downer. I definitely will celebrate and go out to something, and I hope you do, too. Or at the very least, carve a pumpkin and put a candle in it, bud. You're not better than Halloween.
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The main thing you should know about me? I dearly and intimately love The Simpsons. Not just the first ten seasons, not just a few great episodes and not just a couple of characters. I won't be able to fully express how I feel about this beautifully perfect show, probably ever. Things happen in my daily life (and possibly yours as well) constantly where I'm reminded of certain lines or scenes, and I hope that never changes. I can't possibly describe the amount of joy it's brought me. To be honest, even if I could explain how I feel about the show, you just wouldn't understand how deep it goes. (I hear how ridiculous that sounds, but yeah - you really wouldn't get it. I barely understand how strongly I feel about it.)
And I've worried about this day - the one where a major character/irreplaceable actor or actress should pass away in real life. It's been almost 24 years and I figured it had to happen at some point - and I knew I wouldn't be ready. I'm grateful the show is still going strong, but obviously this is a sad time since Marcia Wallace (Edna Krabappel) was an absolute gem.
This was my Halloween costume from 2012 - and while I was going to repost it this week anyway since October 31st is coming up, I definitely felt the need to post it now more than ever. She was such an incredible voice actress and there's no doubt that she'll be greatly missed.
I've read that they're going to retire her character (like they did with Phil Hartman) and that couldn't make me love the show any more.
Goodnight, Edna K.
I fall down a lot. I’m not a moron, I just have poor eyesight and no depth perception. (Not being cute here, they’re seriously just bad eyes.) And since I’ve fallen down hundreds of times, I have some advice for you. Or rather, some things that you shouldn’t do when recovering from said fall.
Things Not To Do When You Fall
Completely act like nothing happened. People do this one a lot and it’s really funny to see. I never think the actual fall is funny, but people ignoring it makes me hysterical. It’s so weird to not acknowledge, and almost robotic.
Get mad. I don’t know who you think you’re mad at – maybe the sidewalk? Or the city for not fixing that step? Nope, it was you. You’re at fault. And if you’re mad about that, well, there are some deeper issues going on inside of you and you should maybe calm down a bit.
Cry. I’ve seen this twice before. From adult women. I’m pretty sure they were drunk, but still. Don’t do it. The attention you’re craving from this crying is massive and uninteresting to everyone around you.
Be embarrassed. Now, this is hard. I think after years of falls, I’m only beginning to adhere to this point. It’s extremely hard to fight off embarrassment in any situation. But honestly, one of the most unattractive sights alive is an embarrassed adult. Some people fawn over the embarrassed – I do not. This is not an emotion we should cater to. We all feel it sometimes, but you can’t give in to it and let it overtake you because it’s so stupid. Dumb things happen to everyone! We’re all idiots! Sometimes we accidentally walk into trees or walls. Deal with it with dignity at least. And witnessing a grown adult who’s red-faced with embarrassment? Ugh. Grossest sight you can see.
Things You Should Do When You Fall
Try to grab onto someone on your way down. You’ll either take them down with you (which is great always) or they’ll save your ass.
Smile immediately. It shows that you’re a human, with human emotions, and can take these things light-heartedly.
Laugh. Especially if you’re alone. It’s such a silly thing to happen to a grown person who knows how to walk, so you need to have a sense of humour about it. Also, if I saw a guy walking who tripped or fell and then started laughing about it? That man is a real man. He’s a human who isn’t so serious at all times.
What To Do When You See Someone Fall
Never laugh. This is the meanest thing to happen in life. (Okay, not actually the meanest, but in the top three.) This makes my heart fall to pieces when I see someone laughing at a stranger. Never do it. Such a dick move. Don’t do it.
Don’t say, “Whoa. That was bad.” Saying this offers nothing. I’ve heard this phrase maybe… five different times and it always hurts. I know it was bad. I don’t really want to talk about it right this moment. Even if I am smiling, I might be in pain. Also, I don’t know you. And I’ll never have a response for this sentiment.
Be concerned, but not overly concerned. There's a fine line between someone who doesn't give a shit at all and someone who overly wants to talk about it. Try to find the balance between the two and be that person.
Honestly, it’s harder to see someone fall than actually experience it yourself. Why is this? I think it’s because no one knows how to act when it happens to them. And most people are awkward as hell. It doesn’t have to be this way. I really think the worst thing you can do is just ignore it completely when it happens to you. Please stop doing that, everybody.
Edit Note: I know this is a long post. I apologize. I have very strong feelings on the matter and I couldn't condense it down. Won't happen again.
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One last thing? These signs always make me giggle. Look at that little guy! Just great.
I've only been doing pilates for about two weeks now and I really think I'm gonna stick with it. Yoga has occupied a lot of my time off and on for years, but I just had my first pilates class recently - and I don't think I'll ever want to go back to yoga now. It's not that I dislike yoga, I just don't really care about focussing on all of the breathing stuff, I think. Maybe when I'm older I'll give more of a shit about that kind of thing? Not sure. But for now, I'm think I'm looking for something that's more heavily involved in lots of movements and strength stuff. And that is exactly what pilates is all about.
Why should you try it out?
Anyway, if you ever get a chance you go to a class, definitely go. I love it to death. I know it's only been two weeks, but it's the only sort of exercise that's managed to excite me and make me want to keep going. And I feel like that's a hard thing to come across.
Sidenote: Just because I do healthier stuff now does not mean I won't review donuts and/or pen an essay exploring the greatness of all the different kinds of gravy in the world.
Is this post self-indulgent? Yep. Did I just find these prints at my parent's house and need to post them immediately? Bigtime.
Knowing that this costume was even AVAILABLE in a Canadian Glamour Shots sums up so much about how Canada views the U.S. and that's hilarious to me. And the fact that not only did this outfit exist in Canada, but I chose it. Why? 'Cause I love America, boyo. Even at age 11. I really hope you still exist somewhere, Glamour Shots. I really, sincerely do. (P.S. I was/am overly proud of my pose choices. Lotta thought went into those gems.)
Mom: Is it all right that I liked so many things on his page?
Me: What do you mean "Is it all right"?
Mom: Am I allowed to do that?
Me: ...Do whatever you want!
Mom: Okay. Is doesn't give the wrong impression?
Me: What impression are you trying to give?
Mom: I don't know... not a bad one.
Me: It's fine, Mom.
Mom: No, it's too much. I'll take some back.
Me: That's even weirder! Don't do that!
Mom: Okay. I'm just gonna delete my account.
Me: Mom! Just leave it.
Mom: I hate internet.
Me: You mean the internet?
Mom: <already left room>
When I die, somebody please read this beautiful excerpt at my funeral:
"What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier."
- Song of Myself, Walt Whitman