Hallow-o-hell-no

Halloween is among my least favorite holidays. In fact, I think I'd rate it only slightly higher than New Year's Eve/Day (my hatred of that holiday is a post for another time, but there's always so much pressure to do something awesome and it's always a huge letdown.) Anyway, it's not that I'm against Halloween, but the holiday doesn't really do anything for me. I believe the last time I actively celebrated Halloween was when I was 20 and dressed up as Anna Nicole Smith (that costume? beyond EPIC...and complete with a jar of pickles and stuffed dog...how could I possibly go wrong?) I'm simultaneously relieved and disappointed that no photographic evidence exists, at least, not to my knowledge

While I always celebrated Halloween as a kid (my mom almost always sewed fancy costumes and I never wore a store bought costume) I never fully got into it the way everyone else did. Yes, free candy was awesome, but I always thought it was a lot of work (I mean, my parents had a bowl full of candy they were giving out at home...why couldn't I just take that?) and I always felt slightly ridiculous dressing up, even as a child. More than anything, Halloween signaled the start of the Holiday Season and it was a nice reminder that Thanksgiving and Christmas were right around the corner (my favorite holidays! Especially Thanksgiving.)

Maybe I would feel differently if I had children and had a reason to be excited (admittedly, I do enjoy seeing pictures of everyone's kids on Facebook) but I just can't bring myself to get in to it. In fact, I was super-relived that my optometrist appointment got moved to this morning, as it meant I could skip the Halloween potluck at work. 

My favorite anti-Halloween rant comes from my favorite author, Jen Lancaster. I'm too lazy to locate it at the moment, but she feels the same way I do and she has a hard time taking adults in costumes seriously...I've already experienced it twice today with the pink bunny administering my tests at the optometrist (I'd kind of prefer if people assisting with medical-related matters didn't dress up) and the half-dressed "warrior" ringing up my zzzquill at Walmart.

Halloween is more than halfway over and I can't say I'm sad about it. My plans for the rest of the day? A massage (working more on my injured leg,) a nap and some kind of alcoholic beverage. Only 364 more days until I have to deal with this again.