She's A Sophisti-Cat

There are a lot of things we could say about Halloween. The ever increasing popularity and commercialization of Halloween (if it's possible to make a 'holiday' centered around candies and costumes even more commercial, that is), its occultic ties, the psychology behind assuming costumes and identities, we could debate these things for days. But we're not going to discuss any of that now.

Instead, we're going to 'awn' because one little girl is going to be rhubarb (rhubarb! that's precious!), a little boy is determined to be "ketchup with eyes," and the Band Man's kid was "big purple monster" last year.

And then, there're Martha's kids.

For those of you unaware, Martha is perhaps the best lab instructor in the universe. Not just this side of the Milky Way, but every side of the Milky Way. Even better than Baures, if you can imagine that. She's patient, not easily frazzled, but always quick to make fun of you.

This year, Martha's older daughter (who we'll call Progeny A) decided she wanted to be a witch. Not just any old, ugly, witch though, a glamour witch. (Maria: So she's a princess in black? Exactly.) Martha made Progeny A a very simple yet lovely costume, with a cool wig and cape and lots of shiney, pretty things. This made younger daughter, Progeny B, quite jealous. She had only planned on being a cat for Halloween, but that was before she knew of the pretty things. Now instead of being a cat, Progeny B will be a glamour cat, that is, a cat with a back story. She's not just feline, she's a cat that likes to go dancing and she's very well groomed.

Sometimes, I wish I could steal stories from Progeny B's childhood and make them mine. Oh wait, I just did.