Well, Halloween is just around the corner, pumpkins are being snatched up left and right, blow up decorations are popping up on lawns all over the place, and last minute costume ideas are being googled right now at this very second. I have always enjoyed Halloween, as a kid, as an adult, no matter if I did anything or not. I just love the buzz that day creates, the joy that is brings. People all over the world are gearing up for another night of fending off ghosts and ghouls for the big sugar rush.
The fall colours allow for the perfect backdrop for such a holiday, pumpkins pop with shades of orange as leaves turn a deep red. There’s a chill in the air for character and the wind tends to whistle, all keys assets in creating the perfect eerie atmosphere, and yeah, it’s a different kind of dark out.
By now most kids are planning their routes meticulously making sure not to fall victim to the door knocking hordes that only affect your candy bottom line. Nope, it has to be perfect, each home studied in years past and marked with its own payload of tooth aching loot. I know for me mobility was everything so an actual Halloween night costume had to be a stark contrast to the school dance one, it was all about the candy tonight baby.
Halloween night has a feel to it, it was and is still is a night you just know is different from the rest. The anticipation of the looks on people’s faces as they caught a glimpse of the costume you were wearing, and if you were wearing a legit winner, then all the more satisfying. We all lose our minds coming up with ideas and spend tanks of gas gathering up the parts we need across town, and mind you, you still need to put it all together. Opting for one of the store bought costumes will save you years off your life but there’s no better feeling when you had everything to do with the costume you are wearing.
Kids are no different, when they have a super sick costume on, they beam with happiness, they want to stay like that forever, or at least go to bed wearing it. Being a kid is what Halloween is all about, the mystery and excitement of living out your fantasies with friends. Picking that perfect costume and having the benefit of changing your mind every year thereafter, it’s about imagination, sometimes teamwork and most of all creativity. Then there’s the candy, the candy is the best part, pouring your exploits out on the living room floor and beginning to allocate the treats to their designated tastiness was a sense of accomplishment mixed with sugar highs. The candy acted like a timeline of matching treat to house and rating the house on whether or not we would return next time around. The following week I would have pockets of goodies to please my sweet tooth and enough to use as currency on the schoolyard, I was in a good place.
I was more of a two bag guy; I know there were some who would spend all night collecting treats trying to break their old distance records and padding their house count totals. They would plan ahead and stuff an extra pillow case under the heavy sweater they were wearing and bring that extra mask for the deceptive maneuver of retrying a house wearing a new identity, bold move. Halloween has so many good memories like that for me growing up, some of the best times to be a kid, a lot of fun.
As an adult we still get to enjoy Halloween, its actually encouraged, we too can make believe and have fun with the annual spooky night. Some of the best parties that I have attended were Halloween parties, people put a lot effort in pulling one of those off, and it was fun to be a part of. Some places that I have worked took part in costume contests, I once earned a day off because of the costume I was wearing was voted the best. Pumpkin spice is the new orange, hands are hanging out of trunks, and your spook meter has gone up a few notches, Halloween is all around us so we may as well have a good time with it. Everybody loves a good scare, right?
No matter what your age, Halloween is a great escape from our normal lives, as kids we loved dressing up and getting to see our own kids or grandkids play those same parts are great memories in the making. Be a kid again, it’s ok, “trick or treat” resonates with all of us and when we think of Halloween the next thing that should come to all of our minds is candy, candy…..candy.
Tonight I got the urge to walk to the corner store, the foggy mist was low and sky was getting dark, a beautiful night for a brisk wet stroll. I grew up without a car in my family, both my grandparents, who raised me, were relatively old and never had a need for a vehicle. So for me, that meant anywhere that I needed to go I had to walk, I didn’t complain either it was no big deal.
Anyway, usually when I resort to walking these days it has a tendency to bring back old memories of my ventures when I was a young boy. My walks to a friends house, those nights coming home from a school dance, and my adventures to the wooded areas behind my house are some of the memories that would come flashing back.
It’s funny how familiar we get with the paths we choose to get us to where we have to go, the rickety old fence, that big crooked tree that looks like its about to fall to the ground with the slightest touch, or maybe it’s an annoying barking dog that just wouldn’t shut up. If you paid close attention I’m sure there are things to this day that you remember from your own journeys. I sometimes would have to hop fences, stopping by the blueberry bushes would almost always distract me for a moment or two, and oh yeah, passing through the broken street light section definitely put a lump in my throat. I knew those paths like the back of my hand, I bet I could still do some of them with my eyes close, well ok, maybe not. The twists and turns I took felt like they were my own, I’m sure many people traversed the same route everyday as well, but I bet they are not writing about them today like I am, hehe.
Walks allow me to clear my head, for that short time you forget about everything, no technology craving your attention, void of all traffic aside from the odd fellow passerby with their dog whose usually in a manic sniff leads the way. Tonight was just me and the sound of my own steps, the air was clean, the leaves sparkled orange as they change with the season, the mist was refreshing with my mind free of any ill thoughts.
Sure, I could of gotten into my car out of the rain, driven to my destination in less than a couple minutes but no, not tonight, why make it so easy and deprive myself of such an experience. I enjoyed that walk, I felt like a young boy again, tempted by the puddles of water, curious of what was glimmering at the trailside just ahead of me, don’t get excited it was only a pop can sticking out from the ground. But a walk can do that, its always an adventure, you never know what you will see or who you will meet.
The next time that you need to clear your head, collect your thoughts, or seek inspiration much like I did, hence this post, take a walk, go on you will thank yourself for it, trust me. A lot like me something like a walk to the convenience store doesn’t really have to be such an inconvenience.
A few weekends ago I was dropping my fiancé off to a coworkers cabin for a retirement party with several of her colleagues. In doing so I had to take an off-road which lead essentially to a crescent of cabins, a beautiful area just outside of the city of St. John’s but the road was a little worse for wear. Once we made it to the cabin I gave my fiancé a kiss goodbye and began my trek back home, instead of backtracking I decided to continue on around the crescent not truly knowing when I would meet the main road again, but I had lots of time, I was in no hurry.
The scenery was absolutely gorgeous, the cabins all seemed like they belonged where they were built, nestled in quaint locations and right next to the water. Such a calming atmosphere, definitely a great place to get away from the city to enjoy some peace and quiet. So there I was, taking it all in and making my way down the winding road, passing by people who were walking, some were driving all terrain vehicles and others just out and about enjoying their property.
As I trudged along I did pass by these two gentlemen that seemed like they were doing some site work on a newly built property, now that’s not something out of the norm but one of the gentleman I noticed seemed to be finishing up for the day. He began to start following me in his big truck as we both traversed the off road dodging potholes and taking our time. Well, at least I was taking my time, I was in a car so my floor was much more lower to the ground than his truck so I needed to be more delicate with my speed, the gentleman behind me wasn’t fazed at all by the rugged terrain but nonetheless he had to respect the fact that I was being more careful.
Respect was the theory at least, for the longest time since he had started out behind me we weaved back and forth getting that much closer to the main road without fault. Then out of nowhere came this one point in the road where for a short moment he had the opportunity to pass due to the road being a little wider, he suddenly without warning opts to pass me, actually, he flew pass me and in doing so he blasted the driver’s side of my car with water, rocks and debris from the unforgiving cabin road. It certainly gave me quite the shock, I was both surprised and angry at the same time that he had made such a bold maneuver, so I blew my horn in disgust.
As I blew my horn I noticed he was stopping his truck, then in the middle of the road, in the middle of nowhere he exits his truck and gestures to me, he postures up in way that could have been interpreted as a challenge to a fight. Mouthing the words through my windshield as best I could, I questioned him, trying to make sense as to why he chose to pass me the way he did, why did he feel the need to take advantage of the opportunity with only a short distance to go to the highway. I mean, he had already spent most of the time behind me without an issue. I chose not exit my car because that would of escalated things and I was not in the mood to debate the rules of the road in the middle of the country with no one around to witness this Neanderthal beating his chest. So after he realizes that I’m not another peacock flashing my big feathers in retort, he gets in his truck and speeds off violently.
I was so bothered by that afterward that it ate at me all night and well into the next day. I was replaying the incident over and over in mind, thinking in hind sight of alternative outcomes to that confrontation. I asked myself, “was he really going to get physical over something like that?” “Did he not see any fault in what he had done?” “Zero to bully just like that?”.
After I cooled down and swallowed my pride I chalked the whole thing up to the fact that yes, this guy was just another bully, they come in all forms and they show up no matter the scenario. I did the right thing by turning the cheek, nothing that petty was worth any personal victory won by using force, and stooping to that guys level only proved I’m just as bad.
Look, be the bigger person, just walk away, don’t give these bullies the satisfaction that they control you in any way. Let them be the dumb jerks that they choose to be because there has to be something lacking in their lives. Most of us are respectable people who are kindhearted and courteous to others, but some will unfortunately be that guy or girl who cuts you off, steals your recess money or badmouths you to the boss, just remember, they hate their lives not yours.
I was out running some errands last night and I have already seen glimpses of Christmas prominently being displayed at certain department stores. It seems like every year it shows up earlier than the last, I mean even my colleagues have already began discussing the amount of pay periods to the holidays.
It’s funny because every year as usual, once Christmas has come and gone I always state, that for next holiday, I will be “ready” and I will get a head start on what I need to pull Christmas off. Yeah, well that never happens, I never go into the holidays prepared as it were, I always stress out just like everyone else I guess.
The way things are nowadays the world doesn’t slow down for anyone and their’s always someone wanting to be the first out of the gate. So I guess you really need to be all in, you need to push your products and merchandise or unfortunately be left at the starting line.
From a customer perspective it makes time fly for me, I start seeing Halloween merchandise in late August, that for me means October is already here. I see Christmas displays in September then Christmas slips into my subconscious and I then need to start thinking about the dreaded “lists”.
Commercialism is shoved down our throats so much as it is, even on a year round basis, when the holidays are upon us all that goes into hyper drive and we are put on full blast to buy the newest, the best and the most expensive. They have us right where they want us because as a parent there is no escaping this, our kids do the ground work for the big companies, they are the ones that want what they are selling. We live in the technology era and new only last for a day, then its on to bigger, better, and faster, it’s a vicious cycle.
I know things won’t change, if anything they will probably get worst, but to see the things I did on my errand run last night was just depressing to thing that not too long ago I was having a drink by the pool side, now I need to start thinking about when to dig the tree out from storage.
Well, some time ago my blog website advised that they were pulling the plug on their website so I had to immediately search for another host for my blog, I came to WordPress.
I have been blogging for some time now and I find that it allows me to get my thoughts on paper, I will eventually be posting a lot of my former work to this site as I feel it’s worthy of sharing.
My name is Ash and I live on the east coast of Canada in the Province of Newfoundland and Labrador and I like to blog about how I feel, think and react to the world around me. Just my thought’s, just my words of advice or opinion and I hope that whomever choices to read my blog will do so because they feel that it has some interesting characteristics and may even enjoy what I write for pure leisure.
I don’t claim to be a good writer, I like to write, I write what comes to me and I hope that what I do write is of some quality which will garner me some followers which for me is the ultimate goal. I like to know that what I write is of value to those out there, I hope some may take what I sometimes blog as information that they can use to form their own beliefs, opinions, points of view, and who knows my words may even help.
So please join me, feel free to comment, follow if you may and I hope that what I have to write will be something that you look forward to reading.