We're invited to a Halloween party 3 doors down from the new build, so have decided this is the perfect time to spend a night under our new roof. We park the car in our driveway with sleeping mats and bags, then stumble over (as a witch and 1980s ski bum, guess who was who) to the party. Our hosts went all out -- a graveyard out front, spooky noises and dry ice fog. The dips were served out of cauliflower heads (looks remarkably like brains) and the punch held bobbing apples carved to look like skulls. Seriously. After energy ran low we wandered by foot back 'home' and spent the night curled up in winter bags, toasty warm. It's probably the last night we could have managed to do that -- it's just going to get colder now. Listening to the rain pour down on the roof was magic.
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