Utter Shit

I have a love/hate relationship with Halloween.

I am not a costume person.  Never have been.  The best I do is devil horns, which I call “true self”.

I do however love pumpkin seeds.  I have an unhealthy obsession and will waste pounds and pounds of pumpkins for the seeds inside.  Great.  Now I am hungry.

I don’t get any truck or treaters.  It might be the fact that I refuse to turn any lights on tonight or the dirty looks I give to the neighborhood kids the other 364 days of the year.

Tonight, I was invited out for cocktails at our fave local dive bar.  Instead I am home, in my PJ’s (which I have worn all day except for the hour it took to go to the dermatologist and have something suspicious burned off the tip of my nose), watching the History Channel and all of its Dracula, Ghost and Witchy glory.   And my not-so-inner nerd is sooooooooooooooooooo happy right now.  Vampires and hauntings and spirits, oh my!