I love a good party. Getting together with friends and family, laughing, eating food you don’t usually let yourself eat, (like wings!), music and games. But I really light up when I get Halloween party invitations.
I’ve never lost my love of Halloween. I enjoy everything about it, from coming up with costumes for me and the kids, buying (and eating) candy, putting up scary decorations, all of it. And there’s nothing more fun than a costume party for the whole family.
Last year I started sending out Halloween cards. They had photos of the kids in costume and everybody loved them. This year I want to get the dog and some of my decorations in the shot. Maybe he could dress as a werewolf. I’m just not sure I can get him to stand up, though.
A couple things have changed from when I was a young sprout. There’s not so much door to door trick or treating anymore. That’s too bad. And the candy bars were so much bigger than they are now. Of course it’s better to eat less candy, but health food has never been a part of my Halloween. So I just eat 3 or 4 of these little bars and I’m happy. Until the day after, when it’s time to start my diet for Thanksgiving, and that wonderful feast. A man’s got to have goals in life.