Confession.

It's Halloween and I don't have to walk in the cold and rain with any little ones and that makes me VERY happy.

I have NOTHING against Halloween.

I have done countless costumes and celebrations.

I am a mom and grandmom and great-grandmom.

I spent most of my adult working life with kids and teens in schools and communities and churches.

Done Trick or Treat and Haunted Houses and Trunk or Treats and Costume Parties at my house and in barns and in churches.

Only in one church we had to call it a Fall Festival so that people would know that  "the devil didn't do it"!

Whatever.

I thought of that this morning when I saw a snippet of a LIVE exorcism last night. These guys were going through a house looking for ghosts. One guy crawled in a cage and asked the ghost if he was gonna' join him in there?

I gotta' admit, I got tickled watching it.  Wondered why the ghost would climb in there with that fella' who clearly wasn't his friend.

But then I am not real up on ghosts or exorcisms.

And I do laugh very easily.

Ask Joe.

He loves that about me.

Which reminded me of one of his "favorite?!?" costumes.

He and I went as a clothes line. I bought a rope and looped it around each of our necks and pinned the biggest bra and panties I could find on the line.

Fast, easy, clever.

Until we had to drag each other around all night.

He really loved that.

But I digress.

I started with a confession.

I LOVE that I don't HAVE to wear a costume tonight or go out in the cold and walk door to door.

But, I still want to be supportive of kids and plain ol' fashioned fun.

So I will put the little sign on our door that the complex gives for those of us who are OPEN to Trick or Treaters and l will again listen to Joe try to scare the little buggers.

 I will also hope that there are some York Peppermint Patties left for us.

PS

"Confession IS good for the soul"!

I feel lots better.

Thanks.