Party Pooper.

I think I may be completely alone on this, but I just hate Halloween. I've tried in the past to enjoy it, but I just can't seem to even fake it this year. Now when I was younger I liked Halloween, but only for one simple reason: CANDY! You all know how much of a sugar addict I am, so being able to collect pillowcases full of candy and eat it all... that was heaven. But besides the sugar high I was able to ride for about a week, the rest of the holiday was torture for several reasons.

1. I'm a scaredy cat to the extreme (see picture below). I have always had a severe phobia of clowns, and until this last year I slept with my light on. (The husband wouldn't go for it once we got married). So why in the world would I have fun on a night where everybody is out to scare the crap out of me? I really would rather lock myself in the bathroom then be around all of you vampires, monsters, and bloody creatures, thank you very much.

2. I can't handle the whole dressing up part. Wearing makeup, let alone finding a decent costume, is just downright stressful for me. Hello anxiety disorder. Although I did think it would be really funny if Jordan and I dressed up as Jack and The Beanstalk.

3. I like to be in bed by 9:30, and I am a complete hermit. Lame, I know.

4. Apparently I'm too old to Trick Or Treat. Who says a 26 year old can't go door to door begging for candy? Life can be so cruel.




With that being said, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!