Halloween

For years I disliked Halloween. Mainly because it diverted attention away from me my birthday. Then I went through a stage where I loved Halloween - the pumpkins, the weather, the food, and the novelty of having a birthday on a not-so-important holiday.

This year, I was once again reminded why I sometimes dislike Halloween. Hubs and I ended up at the Wichita mall right in the midst of trick-or-treating time. Most of the costumes were cute and tasteful. However, the part that I dislike are the gross, scary costumes. The grotesque masks and face paint - not my thing. Dressing up as a giraffe, football player, or puppy - that's cute and fun. Dressing up as a scary thing with a yucky mask or fake blood - I don't get it.

My ideal Halloween includes spicy chili, warm gooey cinnamon rolls, hot coffee, and caramel apples. Maybe some carved pumpkins and fun games, like bobbing for apples or eating a donut off a string, too.

Nothin' scary 'bout that.

9 days

There's 9 days left. I really like 25. Just as much as I liked 24, 23, 22, and even 21. But 26, although still mid-twenties, is almost to the late-twenties. Really? Can I really be almost 26?

Wasn't I just celebrating my 16th birthday a few months ago? Ten years goes by so fast.

This does not mean that I am dreading my birthday. You know me, birthdays are my thing. I think they should be a huge deal, full of presents, and surprises, and no cleaning or chores, or work. In my mind, it is a day to celebrate with family and friends, if possible, and do something out-of-the-ordinary.

I am definitely not dreading becoming 26, I am just a little in shock that I am going to be 26. That sounds old. My brothers are 20 and 22; that seems so young, you know, since I am at the mature age of 26.

I have never really dreaded my birthday, mostly because I don't think of the age, just the party.

What about you? Has their been a birthday that you just dreaded? What age was it?