I used to think that the value of ritual was security and sameness. A warm fuzzy feeling. But I am beginning to see ritual as a framework for 'other'. The starting place. For unexpected things like front yard Saudi Martial arts and haunted house melt downs and zippers breaking at the most memorable moments.
Like those dumb habits that they ingrain in you during drivers ed. Check three mirrors, two blind spots, and always use your blinker. These things become so expected that they no longer occupy a space in your mind. Instead your mind can drive. So third year in of costuming more than a dozen people at 703 Fort - we have a ritual. And it makes room for - one unforgettable night.
It begins in April. In April Jude schemes his costume - for the one day of the year that the rest of the nation joins us in his daily hobby of dress up. By May, he and Grandma Joan have had a few powwows - and I am confident that her very skilled fingers, perfectionistic mind, and trusty side-kick Bob - have the kids completely under control (this year she even took on Jarod).
The rest could be a visa card commercial. Thrift store finds:$50 - time lost: 5 hours - household condition: disaster - Memories made. PRICELESS.
Grandma Joan's Sonic Themed master piece. And two awesome dads to play along.
Maybe the only photo I have of Michael actually smiling.
P.S. Jarod was prescribed the egg man costume because the children call him FAT every single day of his poor life.
The rest of the anime crew.
Me and my "roomies"
The whole family (- Alice)
Kingson thought he was Neo
Then he found an afro on the dance floor right before "gangnam style".
These Saudi boys and I... for all of our differences... one thing is true - we all like to have a good time.
...but one thing we know... the Haunted House will NOT become part of the Halloween Ritual ever again. Right Seonjin??
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I love this! I feel like I need a frequent flier pass so I can fly back and hang out with you anytime I want!
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