I used to love Halloween when I was a kid, but now I seem to dread the day every year. As much as I like to see the kids all decked out in their costumes, the idea of spending scads of money I don't have on candy I don't get to eat myself isn't a big thrill. Especially when you get these kids coming to the door that turn their nose up if you don't (1) give them the amount they feel is their just due; and/or (2) don't have the kind of candy they want. And really people, is it that much of a killer to open your mouth and utter a 'thank you'?
It seems more and more I'm seeing these kids, even the younger ones, showing up at the door, copping an attitude that just makes me want to punt them back down the stairs. And my stairs are rather steep. It would be a nasty fall. They really shouldn't be courting my wrath.
But then you get the other kids all wide eyed and exuberant that are just thrilled to be out there and couldn't care less what you throw in their bag. They're just happy to be there. Those are the ones that make me decide to do it for another year instead of hiding in my basement with the lights off pretending no one is home. I actually did that one year. Sshh...don't tell anyone.
Besides, I have to keep the light on until my nephew arrives now. This year I have absolutely no idea what he's dressing up as, but with the superhero obsession he's going through I'm guessing it may be something in that vein. Perhaps the Hulk, or Spiderman, or Batman. Although if he wants to do his auntie a big, humungous favor, he'd show up at the door with Mr. Bale dressed in his Batman costume.
Yeah, yeah, I know...Halloween is for the kids, not the grown ups...sigh...