This year the Romgi and I have not bought any Halloween candy (for ourselves or trick-or-treaters), we don’t have costumes, we’re not invited to any Halloween parties, and we don’t even know any little kids in the area to see in their cute costumes. I doubt our neighborhood will get a lot of trick-or-treaters; and despite having bought a giant pumpkin this week, we have not yet carved it (nor do we know what we should carve) and putting it out on the porch risks the wrath of our neighborhood hooligans (yes, they’re real). We don’t even have a Halloween movie to watch.
I guess we’re saving up all our Halloween enjoyment for next year, when you can bet I will be taking around the 8 month old Bwun in costume to get candy. And babies don’t like candy, so that means…we’ll have to eat it!
In the meantime, though, I do feel a little bit bad about missing out on every Halloween experience possible. Is this what being a grownup is like? Boring!