Confession time: I don’t like Halloween.
Wait, no. That makes me sound like an old crank.
I love Halloween for kids. I think the costumes are (generally) cute and I’m totally in favor of filling children with candy.
What I don’t love is Halloween for adults. I really don’t get wanting to dress up in costumes – especially the increasingly outrageous sexy-whatever ones. I have no impulse whatsoever to be something other than what I am, so figuring out what to wear for Halloween parties just ends up being stressful, not fun.
Ok, so maybe I am a bit of an old crank.
But I was not always such a curmudgeon about Halloween; like I said, I think it’s great for kids – probably because I have such fond childhood memories. Like this:
This was one (possibly the first?) of many times I dressed as an angel for Halloween as a child – maybe picking out costumes stressed me out then, too? I’m not exactly sure when this was, but I’d guess 1975 or 1976, since any later than that and Eileen would have been trick-or-treating with us, I think.
Adult me, by the way, is totally jealous of my brother’s costume. He looks awesome… and even wore a wig so he’d have hockey hair!
Tune in next week for more Halloween cuteness from my past…
Do you have photos from your past that you’re willing to share – and a blog to post them on? Play along with Wayback Wednesday by linking back to this post or sharing in the comments so we can snoop into your past, too!