|Lil' OB is the worm in my apple!|
For the past two years, the kid has volunteered at Bloodview Haunted House as an actor. I am proud of her for embarking on this endeavor. First off, it's hard work. She's there from 5 p.m. to 1 a.m., the bulk of which is spent screaming her lungs out scaring the attendees. Secondly, Bloodview is the main annual fundraising event for the Broadview Heights Lions Club, and the money the haunted house collects goes to support stuff like programs for blind kids.
|The kid: ready for action,|
What can I say? I'm suspicious of our pet bunny, let alone being in a dark enclosed space with grisly monsters that jump out at you in an "interactive improvisational haunted attraction."
It freaks me out!
Last night, however, Bloodview held over the season for one more day, thereby extending Halloween 2013 through Friday, Nov. 1. The Goat and I took it as a sign. The time to behold our baby dumplin' in action had come.
|Bloodview admittance stamp|
The ordeal was about 30 minutes of old-school ghoul. We're talking black lights, dangling eyeballs, chains clamoring upon steel cages inside of which yelping blood-soaked corpses howl, rotating tunnels and a pitch-black maze.
Your humble hostess screamed bloody murder from beginning to end.
|Lil' OB, Halloween 2011|
At some point, I gathered the back of the Goat's sweatshirt, twisted it into a makeshift handle and clutched it in a death grip.
I was even scared by my own kid as she growled, "Mother! Father!" beneath the shock of strobe lights whilst a cadaver next to her sprang to life and I about hit the ceiling.
By some Miracle of the Lord, I survived the severed heads, swooping machetes and threats of having my face eaten off. A large adult beverage was in order when we got home.
As for the kid, underneath all that make up she's tops.
|Jessie, October 2012|
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