From ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggety beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord, deliver us! ~a Scottish prayer
What are you doing for Halloween? Are you doing the trick-or-treat thing? The ghoulie party thing? The slam the door and pull the shades down thing?
I must confess that Halloween is one of my favorite days. As I kid, I loved dressing up and going out trick-or-treating. I loved getting my bright and shiny Unicef box each year. I loved going to the occasional Halloween party — bobbing for apples, visiting the House of Horrors. I loved making costumes for Tech Baby when she was Baby Tech Baby. I’m better at that than say, oh, baking a cake, which is pretty much a tasty, lopsided wonder.
I love the pumpkin carving, the jack-o-lantern and ghostie lights. Mostly, I love dressing up and answering the door to all the little ghoulie cuties that stumble up the stairs clutching their Halloween sacks and buckets, while their parents wait shivering on the sidewalk.
This year — I just can’t find my Halloween spirit. No pun intended. Haven’t bought a pumpkin, much less carved it. Haven’t put my Halloweenie decorations up. Haven’t bought my favorite miniature goodies to eat hand out. Haven’t. Haven’t. Haven’t. What is wrong with me?
Frankly, I think I’m just on election overload. All of my attention is caught by November 4th.
This year, just this once — okay, it might be the second time — I’m giving Halloween a miss. Mr. G, honey and I are going for a traditional Friday night date; dinner and a movie. No. We’re not costuming-up for that, just in case you were wondering.
Gosh. I feel like a Halloween Grinch just writing this post. Well, I did do this. It made me smile.
What about you? What’s your game plan for Halloween?
To all my pagan friends — have a grand All Hallow’s Eve!