Why I Dislike Halloween
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Journaling reads: This is why I dislike Halloween (I know...call me a party-pooper) Remember, (back in the day), when a Halloween costume consisted of a plastic mask (held on to your head by an elastic string) and a cape made of some odd plastic material, (which was probably not very flame retardant), that you tied behind your neck and back? Good times, right? It came folded neatly in a box. Mask and cape. on Halloween, all the neighborhood kids would gather together and make our way through the neighborhood with our plastic Halloween bags, collecting candy until dark (or until we heard our parent’s yelling for us). We’d come home and spread our sugary sweetness on the living room floor so mom and dad could go through every single piece to make sure all wrappers were intact and that all candy was free of razor blades. (which was the “big scare” back in the 70’s...that and the “Bunny Man&rdquo
. Only then we could each have our allotted piece or two before bed. (no pre-bedtime sugar rush for us!) I liked Halloween then...well maybe not the razor blade scare and stories of the Bunny Man coming to get me, but things were so much simpler. Halloween was about the kids. Today, Halloween is not about the little kids anymore. it’s about who has the best yard decorations, the best and usually trashiest costume (innocent Dorothy was no more) to include full theatrical make-up application, and the house (or neighborhood) that has the best candy. The extent people now go to, not to mention the small fortune spent at the local Party city or Halloween superstore (yep superstore!) is phenomenal! (thank you, but my cauldron will remain empty once again this year) But wait...that’s not all! If you just happen to live in one of the nicer neighborhoods here, you become inundated with flat-bed trucks, (with extensions, mind you), carting dozens of kids (mostly teenagers) from other neighborhoods to yours! (well there goes the sixty dollars spent on candy in the first 30 minutes!) Halloween? Thanks, I’ll pass again this year. My lights will be off and I'll be working in my bedroom with my two dogs, the t.v. on and the door shut (which will keep them from barking their ever-loving heads off at every annoying knock on my front door). The worst part about Halloween? The second it’s over, every retail establishment spends the next 8 hours putting up Christmas decorations! Christmas? Really? It’s October people! we’ve got a little time before the next holiday onslaught. And this is why I dislike Halloween.
Journaling reads: This is why I dislike Halloween (I know...call me a party-pooper) Remember, (back in the day), when a Halloween costume consisted of a plastic mask (held on to your head by an elastic string) and a cape made of some odd plastic material, (which was probably not very flame retardant), that you tied behind your neck and back? Good times, right? It came folded neatly in a box. Mask and cape. on Halloween, all the neighborhood kids would gather together and make our way through the neighborhood with our plastic Halloween bags, collecting candy until dark (or until we heard our parent’s yelling for us). We’d come home and spread our sugary sweetness on the living room floor so mom and dad could go through every single piece to make sure all wrappers were intact and that all candy was free of razor blades. (which was the “big scare” back in the 70’s...that and the “Bunny Man&rdquo
. Only then we could each have our allotted piece or two before bed. (no pre-bedtime sugar rush for us!) I liked Halloween then...well maybe not the razor blade scare and stories of the Bunny Man coming to get me, but things were so much simpler. Halloween was about the kids. Today, Halloween is not about the little kids anymore. it’s about who has the best yard decorations, the best and usually trashiest costume (innocent Dorothy was no more) to include full theatrical make-up application, and the house (or neighborhood) that has the best candy. The extent people now go to, not to mention the small fortune spent at the local Party city or Halloween superstore (yep superstore!) is phenomenal! (thank you, but my cauldron will remain empty once again this year) But wait...that’s not all! If you just happen to live in one of the nicer neighborhoods here, you become inundated with flat-bed trucks, (with extensions, mind you), carting dozens of kids (mostly teenagers) from other neighborhoods to yours! (well there goes the sixty dollars spent on candy in the first 30 minutes!) Halloween? Thanks, I’ll pass again this year. My lights will be off and I'll be working in my bedroom with my two dogs, the t.v. on and the door shut (which will keep them from barking their ever-loving heads off at every annoying knock on my front door). The worst part about Halloween? The second it’s over, every retail establishment spends the next 8 hours putting up Christmas decorations! Christmas? Really? It’s October people! we’ve got a little time before the next holiday onslaught. And this is why I dislike Halloween.