As many of you may already know I strongly dislike...loathe really, Halloween. So I am going to put the reasons out there for all to see. That way I will not have to explain myself each year.
Kindergarten-I left for school with an apple...for apple bobbing...in my bag. When I got to school my apple had slipped out of hole that had made it's way into my bag. My teacher was a very mean lady and as a punishment I did not get to participate in Halloween activities because I was irresponsible. SERIOUSLY! Not a nice woman.
3rd Grade-The year of the mummy. One of the many talents my mom has is her creativity. This year she suggested that I be a mummy. Sounds cool enough. I like classic monsters-vampires, mummies, werewolves, creatures from the Black Lagoon, etc... Little did I know what I was getting myself into. So at lunch I walked home from school (it was safe back in those days) and while home my mom proceeded to wrap me head to toe in Ace bandages. I wore thermals underneath. THEN...I had to walk BACK TO SCHOOL DRESSED AS A MUMMY! It wasn't extremely far, but far enough that it was awkward and uncomfortable for a 3rd grader. Which is odd because it's like as if I have ever been a self conscience child...I don't know what it was that bothered me so much.
In Chicago it tended to rain on most Halloween nights. My mom wasn't a huge fan of Halloween (which is weird because she has made some amazing costumes in addition to the mummy) so walking me door to door in the rain was not her idea of fun. And candy was not a real motivating factor for me, so at least one year she talked me into Chuck E. Cheese. I love ski ball so that was pretty great. As my brother got old enough, we went trick or treating together around our neighborhood and that was pretty fun. But my favorite part was that we almost always had pizza on Halloween for dinner...even if it WASN'T on a weekend! (Ok let me explain the excitement there-we ate pizza almost every weekend when we lived in Chicago...how could we not?!
Kindergarten-I left for school with an apple...for apple bobbing...in my bag. When I got to school my apple had slipped out of hole that had made it's way into my bag. My teacher was a very mean lady and as a punishment I did not get to participate in Halloween activities because I was irresponsible. SERIOUSLY! Not a nice woman.
3rd Grade-The year of the mummy. One of the many talents my mom has is her creativity. This year she suggested that I be a mummy. Sounds cool enough. I like classic monsters-vampires, mummies, werewolves, creatures from the Black Lagoon, etc... Little did I know what I was getting myself into. So at lunch I walked home from school (it was safe back in those days) and while home my mom proceeded to wrap me head to toe in Ace bandages. I wore thermals underneath. THEN...I had to walk BACK TO SCHOOL DRESSED AS A MUMMY! It wasn't extremely far, but far enough that it was awkward and uncomfortable for a 3rd grader. Which is odd because it's like as if I have ever been a self conscience child...I don't know what it was that bothered me so much.
In Chicago it tended to rain on most Halloween nights. My mom wasn't a huge fan of Halloween (which is weird because she has made some amazing costumes in addition to the mummy) so walking me door to door in the rain was not her idea of fun. And candy was not a real motivating factor for me, so at least one year she talked me into Chuck E. Cheese. I love ski ball so that was pretty great. As my brother got old enough, we went trick or treating together around our neighborhood and that was pretty fun. But my favorite part was that we almost always had pizza on Halloween for dinner...even if it WASN'T on a weekend! (Ok let me explain the excitement there-we ate pizza almost every weekend when we lived in Chicago...how could we not?!
We lived in CHICAGO! HOME OF THE BEST DEEP DISH PIZZA [Gino's East]...and actually CPA [Chicago Pizza Authority]
had great thin crust pizza and the B-E-S-T Italian beef sandwiches that came with a side of steak fries and slaw. So having pizza wasn't a big deal...but having pizza on a weeknight was a HUGE deal. My mom cooked dinner Sunday through Thursday...which also great).
had great thin crust pizza and the B-E-S-T Italian beef sandwiches that came with a side of steak fries and slaw. So having pizza wasn't a big deal...but having pizza on a weeknight was a HUGE deal. My mom cooked dinner Sunday through Thursday...which also great).So the dressing up, getting candy, bobbing for apples (stupid kindergarten teacher)...none of those things were motivation enough for me to get excited about Halloween. There is a good possibility that I had good experiences on Halloween my Freshman and Sophomore years of high school because I was friends with Aja and she was super creative and I know she would have come up something great. But for the life of me I cannot remember. During my junior year I did go trick or treating as a cereal killer (I strung a bunch of boxes around my neck and put plastic forks and knifes in them). We went to about seven houses and then we were done. It was ok...nothing exciting. I have no idea what I did my senior year. In college I came to really dislike it because it was just an excuse for girls to dress as slutty as possible.
And furthermore Halloween is NOT a holiday...unless you're a pagan, or from a Latin culture. It is just an excuse to sell candy at a higher price.
So there you have it. I don't like Halloween, and some day when I have children of my own I will give it another chance...because that is when Halloween will be great. When I have kids. I must say...my nephew was adorable in his costume...whether he was a bat or a mouse...that is silver lining on the dark cloud that is Halloween.
And furthermore Halloween is NOT a holiday...unless you're a pagan, or from a Latin culture. It is just an excuse to sell candy at a higher price.
So there you have it. I don't like Halloween, and some day when I have children of my own I will give it another chance...because that is when Halloween will be great. When I have kids. I must say...my nephew was adorable in his costume...whether he was a bat or a mouse...that is silver lining on the dark cloud that is Halloween.
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