Yay! time for everyone to let out their inner ghoul, ghost, goblin or fairy (whatever). I love Halloween. I love the costumes, the candy, the spectical of it all. I like werewolves, vampires, witches, dancing skeletons and ghosts made of sheets or plastic bags. The sound of crunching leaves, trick or treat, giggles and squeels. I always wanted to dress up as something scary or gross but my mom always put the kibosh on that and I had to choose something like a genie, a bum, a cat, an old lady. My sister was a mouse and a belly dancer. As a grown up I get to pick and I usually dress as a vampire (occationally a witch, but mostly a vampire).
We’ve carved our pumpkins and bought our treats and are going to patiently wait for the 25 trick or treaters that find there way to our doorstep. Our neighborhood gets more than that but apparently our rather large driveway looks more daunting than adventurous and most little ones opt out for shorter foot paths.