Halloween season – I’m so excited you’re back! My house has been decorated since October 1st. I used to wait for the weather to turn but that never gave me enough time to appreciate the macabre.
It’s not that I like blood and gore. Haunted houses are not in my wheelhouse, let alone my actual house. In fact, I’m likely the biggest wimp you’ll ever find. Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, and Hannibal Lecter are names that have left deep wounds that are still oozing having never properly healed. Scary is not what I’m after.
What I love about Halloween is candy. I am the person who doled out her intake of collected loot so it would last until the next Halloween. I would save one last piece of Halloween candy until it was Halloween morning, exactly 365 days later. Isn’t that what every kid does?
What has developed from a hoarding of unhealthy, cheap, and random candy that I otherwise don’t even like, has evolved in a love of entertaining on Halloween. It helps that I happen (ok it’s no coincidence) to live on a street in the heart of DC that closes down for the day. Cars are towed. Street lamps are wrapped in pink gauze. Neighbors spend hundreds on treats and hours on yard décor.
We host a party for our friends who come by to watch the masses descend. They are kind enough to offer an extra sets of hands doling out chocolate to the some 1,000 princesses, heroes, ninjas, animals, and villains, and their adult chaperones who know how to ask for treats just using their eyes.
After the puppet show, after the costume contest, after we’d run out of $500+ candy, if we last long enough, there’s a flash mob and about 20 people doing the Thriller dance down the street. What’s not to love about this holiday?!!
Halloween is my hood.
Halloween is my thing.
I suppose you could say…Halloween is “my BOO”!