Hiding from the Monsters
Halloween has lost its luster this year. I’m currently sitting in a completely dark house, save the light from one candle and the glow of my laptop. Usually I love Halloween. All the cute kids in their adorable costumes, waiting with anticipation of the next doorbell ring… But this year is the second year in a row that Ryan’s had to work. Usually we’d be watching scary movies between handing out candy (usually handfuls because I can’t help myself), and today he was supposed to be off, but surprise surprise: mandatory overtime. Again.
But I think its just as well. I’ve noticed lately that the costumes are less creative, and after 7:30 or so the teenagers with no costumes but their rollerblades come out. What’s the fun in that? Not to mention the fact that yet again this year the streets are lined with cars of parents who actually drove their kids to my neighborhood for some unfathomable reason.
I remember when I was a kid we looked forward to Halloween for weeks. My mom always made costumes for us that were creative and elaborate and I remember feeling transformed for a night. When I was a kid (which honestly wasn’t that long ago) we would go to the houses in my neighborhood and at every house there was a friendly face I knew well. At a few of the houses, they would have special treats just for the kids they knew, like homemade cookies or a cupcake to eat while I walked. My mom and dad would always dress up, and so would the dog. We would walk for what felt like miles and when we got home I remember that for some reason when my mom went through my bag of candy to find the ones that looked suspicious, the Snickers always fell victim.
What happened to Halloween? So tell me, how many of you actually dressed up this year? Or how many of you are like me in that you watched the holiday go by wishing that you’d dressed up as a princess or a pirate? Just like when you were a kid.
