I hate Halloween

Really, I do. I can’t help it. I hate Halloween. I loathe the costumes, I curse the doorbell every time it rings and causes the dog to bark, I cringe at the thought of spiders and their webs (real and fake), I despise zombies and monsters (except of the Pixar sort), and candy corns are just gross. There! I said it!

Except for the thought of dressing Baxter up as Elf or Santa (because I LOVE Christmas!), there’s nothing that excites me. Except maybe the movie Hocus Pocus. That’s just magnificently awesome. The only truly redeeming thing about Halloween is…you guessed it! Candy! I am definitely a lady that can appreciate an abundance of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups around the office in the weeks following the dreadful holiday. Other than that, though, I’ll be switching off the lights, curling up on the couch and watching a decidedly non-scary movie this October 31.

What about you? Dressing up? Going to a spooky party or those awful horror houses and theme parks (ick!)?


This is about as Halloween as I get.