Hainan Halloween

Finished with my Jack O Lantern a la watermelon. We had trouble finding decent pumpkins so resorted to these nice round watermelons from the number one market. We proceeded to use the watermelon innards for a mean sangria at our giant Hallow's Eve bash via mi casa. Least to say it was an absolute smash- no, we didn't do the monster mash but we did dance until midnight.

Many came in costume, prepared to spook the faint hearted. I think it was the first time most had experienced such a holiday as this. Furthermore, my neighbors the Dicks came by to wish me well with homemade peanut butter cookies. Anne Maher said that her walls were vibrating. My friend Tracy kept the girls coming in like a true promoter, and DJ Bruce Lee kept the beats coming...


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