I can remember the last time I went trick or treating. I was six. At seven, I had the chicken pox, wasn't allowed to go out, and I never went out again. I don't like chocolate so the candy was never appealing. I don't like being cold so freezing in the dark never appealed to me. And masks freak me out.
Halloween? No Thank You.
However, now that I have a child, I have to go trick or treating. I still don't like it. But I like my kid.
In the meantime, while I countdown the minutes to the dreaded sunset, I have full day planned.
- Dust and vaccuum
- Loads of laundry
- Clear out all the election flyers that have been cluttering up my house and clogging my mailbox (does anyone else DESPISE the damn things?)
- Write six letters of recommendations
- The Wire and Football with hubby
I'll bet living in a nudist colony takes all the fun out of Halloween. ~Author Unknown
Happy Halloween!
My parents took us trick or treating until I was about 10. Then one year they decided they felt convicted about the holiday and didn't agree with it. That was a huge bummer for us... we had the taste and it was taken away. Now that I'm grown and have the little tot... I think I'll be taking him trick or treating. They were some of my fondest childhood memories, I want him to experience it:)
ReplyDeleteOh man! I love Halloween! Hey, while you're cleaning your house... wanna come clean mine? It's scary. I mean, not Hoarders scary... but still kinda spooky! HA!
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