“Only you would have a bag full of bloodshot eyeballs and a bubbling, misting cauldron on your kitchen table,” G said as she sat down with her coffee and moved the bag out of her way.

     “It’s only twenty three days until Halloween.  Here, check out this bag of spider rings Elena sent me.”  I handed her said bag to see.

     “Cool.  What are you going to do with them?”

     “Use them for any kids with allergies instead of giving them candy.”

     “I want one for my youngest grandson.  He’ll love it.”

     “You got it.  I’ll set a couple aside for him.  Now, we need to start figuring out the porch decorations.”

     G picked up a pen and began to write on the tablet in front of her.  “Haunted house, right?”

     “Yep.  I need to dig out those old sheets we used to cover the tables we had the props on last year.  We can hang them from the porch ceiling and drape down over the windows.”  I scratched my head.  “Maybe that’ll work.  I’ll see what the Halloween store has to offer on Thursday since I’ll be up near there.”

     “How many pumpkins will we need?” 

     “Um, the question is, how many will we be able to carve?  My hands about fell off last year.”

     “How about we do just one a piece for a change?”  G put two pumpkins on the list.

     “Works for me.  I have a whole bottle of fog juice for the fog machine so we won’t need to get any this year.” 

     “Did you find your Halloween CD?  Remember, last year you had to tear the house apart last minute to find it.”

     “It’s on my desk.”