Halloween

Halloween is my favorite holiday of year. A lot of people say their favorite is Christmas or Thanksgiving. The odd person may say Labor Day or Columbus day I guess, but Halloween has always done it for me. Horror movies are playing every night. Costumes and costume shops appear. Certain candy is only on sale this time of year. It is when I think my creativity reaches unusual heights.

So this year, when I was putting my costume ideas together, I was thinking of the most horrible person the public has encountered this year, seemingly ripe for parody for her bigotry and most public spectacles.

I went as Kim Davis, "Christian" wignut and media whore in her daily guise as Rowan County Clerk here in my home state of Kentucky. She's that "lady" (I use that term loosely) who was refusing same-sex couples their constitutional right to get a marriage license.


Bearded Kim Davis

After going through a couple of wigs and finding that ankle-length horizontal-striped dress at KMart (for a whopping $4.99), the costume seemed like a must! A couple of other shirts, some accessories, and an iron-on transfer and I was good to roll.

The party I went to tonight was fantastic, thrown by a couple of guys I play softball with. I was thinking I'd be one of many Kim Davises in attendance, but amazingly enough I was the only one. The shirt sold my identity to anyone who had questions. I had a blast playing the role, telling people that "Jesus loved them (so I wouldn't have to)" and that I was in search of my fifth husband because the last one had gotten dirty.

What was fun was that everyone played along. Most people didn't bother learning my real name, and I was called "Kim" across a room all night. In the photo booth the hosts set up, I gave my disapproving looks, my hands to the heavens poses, and a photo op for anyone who wanted it. One lady was involved in the legal proceedings of the Obergefell case and wanted a photo with me, particular with me in a headlock. I gladly obliged. Other pics involved my being kicked in the cooch, having a dude dressed as a S&M chick up my dress, getting laid by Twisty the Clown from AHS: Freak Show, and me laying sexily in front of a group of partygoers. I can't wait for the guys to post the photos.

Like all good parties, it had to end at some point. So I took off my wig and dress and drove home in my tee-shirt and gym shorts.

The party was a blast and I'm already wondering what I'll wear next year. Hopefully, it will not involve a wig as they are a pain in the butt.

Walking and Parking

Over the weekend, as I was running errands to put together the final touches on my Halloween costume, I went to one of the "Halloween Express" shops. It was packed, everyone buying last minute things or get things on big discount. I went down one lane and found no parking spots, then up one farther away and pulled into an available space. I didn't go closer because I figured they were full, but that's not really what I think about these days.

In the past, I have seen people circle parking lots, passing up available spaces, in the hope of getting one two or three spaces closer to the door of whatever business they are heading to. I've even seen this at the gym, people going round and round to get one space closer to the door, so they can walk three miles on a treadmill.

Now I park where the space is available and it's proximity to the door doesn't really matter. A couple of years back, I had a horrible gout episode in both of my feet, following the medication I was put on for blood clots. The pain in my feet was staggering and couldn't bear my weight at all. At 40, I never thought there would be a time I couldn't walk and the effect was deeply humbling. My doctor got me gout meds and I could walk again in hours. It sounds sappy, but I am thankful every morning I get out of bed and can take a step.

So, now I see people circling over and over, wasting time and gas, when there was a spot available and they could have just parked and walked a little further. I am not sure where this mentality comes from, and I admit that I used to feel that way too, but it makes no sense.

And side bar, I'm happily off the blood thinning meds for over a year now.