Two Freaky High-School Kids Go Trick-Or-Treating

This wonderful picture almost didn't happen. Ed was always helping me get in trouble with Mom (then again, he was the first reason I really had to stay out too late =) ). This time, we had to rake the backyard in pretty short order before we would be allowed to go out trick-or-treating. (And believe me, this was a chore - Mom lives in the woods.) We finished and then got all dressed up. He's the artist, which is why his makeup looks so much better than mine. Ah well. I'm also sporting my lovely antique mourning dress which was, I think, my great-grandmother's, though it's sadly in need of repair and I don't know quite what to do with it. Unfortunately, I think this may have been the last time I went trick-or-treating *sniffle*.