Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy dumbest holiday ever

I hate Halloween. There, I said it. I'm a party pooper, I know.

Maybe my hatred for what I consider the dumbest holiday every started as a young child. In kindergarten, my mom did buy me a Strawberry Shortcake costume. I wore it in 1st grade too. It's the only one I ever remember having. (Other than the one time the whole family dressed up as characters from the Wizard of Oz for a church party.)

And as far as Trick-or-Treating, my brother and I only went to about five houses total. I think that's all we were allowed. Halloween never has been my thing.

I just find it utterly ridiculous that people load their kids up in the back of trucks and on trailers to go to neighborhoods of people they don't even know and drop them off to beg for candy.

When I got home a little while ago, I went out to get my mail. A mini-van came by with three teenagers sitting across the back with their legs dangling out of the back door, prepared to open the back door as soon as the car came to a stop.

If you really want candy so bad, they'll have a great sale on it tomorrow at Wal-Mart so that they can switch out the packaging from orange and black with ghosts to red and green with Santa Claus.

Enough of that for now. I have some more interesting things to blog about over the next few days. Have to finish some other things first.

1 comment:

Pam said...

I'm mad about last night too. Someone ran into my daughter's car (head on) as my daughter was on her way to a friend's house. Since they were older and knew she didn't know what to do, they told her to forget it and drove off.
She called us in hysterics. Grrr!