I have a six-year-old. Needless to say, he is starting to take interest in the yucky stuff of the world. Horror is one of them. But at six I am not yet willing to give up the cuteness of Halloween costumes especially when one of our trick-or-treating partners is only three and a little bit scared right now. So to get things out of his system he is allowed to try on the scary masks at the store and his grandmother was so nice as to get him a terribly scary evil clown mask. If she weren't so amazing I would be angry because I hate clowns but she is...so it's fine. All of this being said when the town decides to have a "Zombie Walk" there is only one thing to do...
Mark came for the weekend which made it even better. We all threw on some make up, ripped up some clothes and dragged our feet a little bit on the way to the parking lot full of the other zombies. Costumes were outrageous and creative and way more people showed up than I ever expected. We marched in a parade fashion down Main Street to the theater with a zombie movie premiere. On the way back we were sure to grace Starbucks with our ugly faces because even zombies need a little pick me up sometimes. It was our first year in the second annual event and I'm not so sure it will be our last.
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