I was a little unsure what to write my article about this week. I was debating if I should talk about DIY Halloween costumes.
However, I lack creativity in the DIY aspect of life. My idea of a DIY costume is writing the letter “M” on an inside out tee-shirt and calling myself an M&M. Or even worse, wearing all white and telling people I am marshmallow (yes, I did that once in middle school).
I guess I could write about my feelings toward Halloween.
I wouldn’t say I hate Halloween, maybe strongly dislike it.
Growing up, I was never really one of those cool kids who got invited to Halloween parties. I stayed home handing out candy to trick-or-treaters with my parents in my teen years.
I hate scary things- blood, ghosts, witches, you name it.
I hate clowns. I refuse to watch It.
I hate houses who hand out toothbrushes as candy.
I hate vampires. No, just no.
I hate haunted houses. I cried like a baby in the Disney haunted house, even my younger sister told me I was embarrassing her.
I like candy, specifically peanut butter cups, really anything with peanut butter.
I like creative costumes.
I like carving pumpkins and baking pumpkin seeds. It was a night before Halloween tradition in my house as a child growing up.
I like Halloween-themed veggie straws. I really have to head up to Wegmans this weekend to invest in a box.