Goblins and witches and scares, oh my!
Halloween…………that time of year at our house when Johnny likes to online shop. See, he LOVES picking out just the right costume, usually of the SuperHero variety; however, he is scared to DEATH of the costume stores and any store that eerily displays its ghoulish spirit. Just ask the CVS shoppers last week. Yes, he was the boy running around, hand over ears, yelling, “scary guys, scary guys.” Too bad for that innocent alternative looking guy with orange hair and lots of piercings. Honestly, Johnny was not referring to you.
He also loves trick or treating, but HATES candy. You got it, people in this house are being pretty accommodating to Ol’ Johnny this time of year. This year I think I will make it interesting and auction off his candy to the highest bidder. Hmmmm, what currency should I accept. Naaahhhh, even I’m not that mean. Word on the street (at my house) is that as Mommy’s go, I am pretty darn mean but even I can throw a dog a bone. Possibly, a small hint to Johnny, and let the games begin. Imagine the lego collection he would amass.
Halloween has never been a holiday that I got too excited about. Oh sure, back in the day (Go Big E) I had some fun with it. I mean when else in your life would you dress up in a box and hit every dive bar in sight. Talk about risk, if that bartender over-serves you, looking ridiculous in a box isn’t your only problem. Chances are lying inebriated on the ground in said box costume is not going to be a good look. Thank goodness for college before social media.
As for my favorite costume…………..don’t really have one. Bravest………….possibly the Christmas package get-up. Yeah, green tights on large thighs and short box…………..full of courage or lack of pride……….hhmmmm, you be the judge. Oh, let’s not forget the permed hair. Now………..cast your vote!
As for you, Dear Reader, I hope your Halloween is ghoulish and your treats plentiful. If not……………….contact Johnny……………..I’m sure he will be taking applications for his candy for legos program. Apply soon, the good stuff goes fast. I mean, I paid my dues, I get first dibs.