Day 198: Halloween

It's Halloween.... the day when the ghosts and goblins come out to play, and grab a little candy.

This is my second Halloween in my house. I've always loved the holiday, there's just something about dressing up that makes me feel like a kid again.

I always avoided handing out the candy until I met Mr. Wonderful.

He loved doing it, but thought dressing up was a bit silly for adults, so every time I dressed up he thought I was a bit crazy... but he dealt with it.

I think he just really enjoyed seeing the little kiddos and I loved seeing his paternal instincts kick in.

Because of him, I now tend to think of handing out the candy as a bit of a couple's activity.

Last year I had a good time with my candy responsibilities by myself. I did reminisce a bit about doing it as a couple I was ok on my own, but I remember thinking hopefully next year I would be doing this with someone special in my life.... yet here I sit alone, just me, a glass of wine, and my 2 cats.

To top it all off, it was way past dark and I still didn't have a trick or treater, so to top it all off I was feeling rejected too!

I wasn't quite sure what was going on. There was the first of it's kind block party down the road, but I decided not to go.

I just hate going to family events by myself. There's either no one for me to talk to, or I end up getting stuck with one person all night long and I can't get away. Not to mention it didn't seem to be the most organized of events and so I held off.

I also hate the questions 'do you have kids? are you married?' I know they are logical questions, but I'm really just over it all. Why are those the things people always ask about?

It's like you aren't a real adult unless you've experienced them. You can't just be a well adjusted adult who decided it wasn't the right time or the right person or had some unusual circumstance that prevented it.

I seriously think it's better to be a baby mama than it is to be a single woman who's never been married and has no children in todays world.

Maybe next year when I'm 40 I'll give it a whirl if I'm feeling I won't be ridiculed for my single status, or perhaps I won't be single... either way I'm guessing by the lack of trick or treaters the inaugural event was a big hit.

By 7 when I'd handed out 1 piece of candy and downed 1 glass of wine, I was starting to think maybe I should have gone to the party... solo or not.

But the regret wasn't enough to get my butt off the couch, so I waited it out.

Then the floodgates opened and the kids came out in droves.

By 830 it was all over and I was left with a half bottle of wine, and an extra bag of candy.

But I had survived another Halloween on my own.... and I guess it wasn't half bad.