H is for Halloween

Boo!

Halloween is my favorite holiday ever. There is nothing that I don’t like about it. It’s spooky. I get to pretend to be whatever or whoever I can dream up. And there’s chocolate. It’s a scientific fact that chocolate can make anything better. It’s true. Next time you prepare liver for dinner, have some chocolate instead. There, isn’t that better? Case closed.

The boy is going to be Dan from Bakugan (an Anime character with a red ball that turns into a giant dragon and battles other giant creatures – I know, I don’t get it either), the girl is going to be Little Bo Peep (and HOLY CRAP, she is cute!), and I was going to be her sheep – a black sheep. So apropos. However, since my husband would rather pluck out his own eyeballs and lick them than stay home and hand out candy to the little goblins, he has claimed the right to be the sheep, and I am left without a costume.

So, whatever shall I be? The possibilities are endless. And now that I’m about 50 pounds lighter, those possibilities are bound to be at least slightly more on the skimpy side of scary than past Halloweens (maybe I should have made this a video blog so you could see the HUGE grin on my face right now). But no matter what I end up wearing, I know I’m going to look Spooktacular and THAT, my friends, is good enough for me.

Happy Hauntings, ghoul-friends!

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