Monday, October 26, 2009
Have I told you how much I dislike Halloween. I have never been a fan of Halloween, even as a kid. Oh I must admit that it was fun when I was very young and the neighbors would make homemade things like popcorn balls and candied apples to give away, when it was innocent, the days of innocence. As I got older and realized that you had to go out in public and actually wear a costume, well that was not fun for a person that wanted to blend in with the scenery. I was not a fan of standing out in a crowd. It has taken me a lifetime to overcome that fear. As I got older the fear of embarassment was just too overwhelming and I avoided at all costs any kind of get-ups. I even hated trying to come up with the ideas for costumes. Just hated it. The only thing I ever really did was dress up like a gypsy because Momma had a cool dress with glitter and rick-rack on it to make me look pretty. I was always that gypsy. When the girls were old enough to dress up I just refused to go out and buy a costume. It was such a waste of money and besides it brought up the fear again. Then the problem of having the damned candy in the house. I LOVED the candy but it was a killer for whatever diet I was trying to attempt before the holidays and my downfall until the end of the year. It was a vicious cycle that I have broken. When the kiddos are little you just have to let them have some of the candy but I would secretly throw it away a little at a time (or eat it.) Then it got to the point that whatever candy I would buy to give out would be the kind I didn't like. Now, and for the past several years we go to the cabin on Halloween (if on the weekend) or I just don't turn my lights on. I avoid the grocery store and the candy aisles if I can and just try to get past the day. I don't have any kind of religious affliction against the holiday, it is just a horrible fear from childhood.