I admit it. I'm not a fan of Halloween.
I don't like blood and gore.
I don't like freakishly sexy children's costumes.
I don't like people using it as a drinking-and-driving "amateur night."
In almost the same way that people count down to Christmas, I count down to Halloween. Only my count is to see how many days I have left until it's over.
Here's to making it through this party weekend and surviving until Friday.
And then buying clearanced-out snack-size candy on my way to work. There has to be a silver lining, after all.