I don't want to forget this Halloween for quite some time. It certainly was not the treats or tricks -- the mystic was so wonderful. I'm engaged to be married to Julie Pickens. Julie and I dressed up and went dancing. It was one of those whirling, twirling cascades in time that I think somebody like Bobby Dylan must have written about. We had a Halloween dinner made by Julie which had been a family treat for all of her children over the years. She had it all cooked up in a pumpkin. It was wonderful and incredibly inventive.
Of course, I was a martial artist dressed in black. She was a 50's girl dressed in a black poodle skirt with black nylons and need I say more? She was a whirl on the dance floor and I enjoyed every second of it.
I think sometimes you need to get out and have so much fun that you almost completely lose your breath over it. Then you can pinch yourself and know -- life can be this good! Thank you Julie for being who you are -- beautiful, bright, witty, and a ton of fun off and on the dance floor.
Despite the fires throughout California and especially in San Diego -- there was an out pouring of resolve, of responsive treatment for the situation. It really restores my faith in who we can be -- right now, today.
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Your Halloween sounds wonderful!!
-Elena
What a hoot. Where's the pictures?
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