Monday, July 8, 2013

Dead Man's Party

Every now and then, my subconscious taps into the inner hostess with the mostess that's tucked deep down beneath years of anti-domestication beliefs. Fortunately, this persona only comes out in regards to Halloween. Halloween doesn't only make me want to scare people; it also makes me want to party! I get a weird drive to decorate things, think of various spooky foods I could prepare, and create playlists kooky enough to dance with on a regular basis throughout the year. The ironic part of this is that I've never attended a Halloween party, let alone hosted one. Maybe hosting a Halloween party is my calling in life, and I just haven't gotten the opportunity to make it happen, yet. I don't know.

A couple years ago, during my last semester of college, I planned three fantastic parties that were to happen within three weeks during October. By mid-September, I had all three planned completely--invites were designed and ready to be printed, lists of decor and food were ready to be bought and prepared, and decor was quite thoroughly planned, to the point that I wasn't going to need to improvise on anything. Everything was planned. They were my three children: the dinner party, the pumpkin carving party, and then the balls out epic Halloween party. And, with how my luck always goes, only one of them happened in a very half-hearted manner. Another could have happened, if I hadn't gotten so busy with mid-term tests. And then the grand finale was brought to a shuttering halt when the news came that my grandpa had passed away and there was a funeral to attend on the other side of the U.S.

Still, that flame burns in my heart. I'm bent on hosting a fantastic Halloween party--one that people I've never met will talk about for ages. They'll talk about how perfectly creepy the design of the decor was and how cleverly delicious the food was and how genius the playlist was and how they'll never come away from a party so perfectly satisfied with themselves and the world. I think I'm pretty damn good at planning a party, just saying.

Anyway, in a way, this was a pointless blog. I felt a need to share my slight fanaticism that comes with the idea of throwing a Halloween party. Maybe someone else out there feels that way? Or maybe someone out there wants help planning a party?

Stay Spooky!!