I’ve realized that lately I have been blogging in lists, and while I acknowledge that I should stop listing so frequently, I’ve decided that today is not the day to start.
Plus, I have a very important analysis to share that can only be adequately shared through lists.
After my Halloween self reflection, I’ve learned several not-so-normal, but no-so-surprising things about myself.
Scary Truth #1: no matter how ugly/not creative/rude/any other unfavorable characteristic a trick-or-treater has, I will always open the door and tell each and every one of them how cute and creative their costume is. Further, if I don’t know what they are, I will coax them into telling me what they are without them knowing that I have no idea. It is a gift.
Scary Truth #2: If there are children with whom I have pre-existing unfavorable feelings toward, I will still be nice to them, but snicker behind their back about their unimaginative scream costume once they leave for my own personal satisfaction.
Scary Truth #3: I instantly melt over cute children.
Scary Truth #4: I am turning into my mother:
Exhibit 1: I inherited my “over willingness to help children” gene from Diane, who tried to escort children down our stairs by telling them to hold her hand. Had she not done it, I most likely would have.
Exhibit 2: I think my mother and I get more excited about the doorbell ringing than the trick-or-treaters do.
Exhibit 3: We have made a costume/cuteness scale that really only makes sense to us.
Scary Truth #5: My family is without a doubt one of those families.
Scary Truth #6: I am a 21 year old partier, a 35 year old homemaker, and an 80 year old knitter trapped in a 20-something body. So what if I happen to be very skilled in making homemade costumes and/or props? It means that I am talented and economical, not practicing to be a mother! One day someone will find my craft/creative skills to be an untouchable talent, and I will be writing cards for Hallmark and designing Halloween costumes for iParty.
Scary Truth #7: My favorite Sundays include football, costumes, treak-or-treaters, family dinners, a good knitting project, a glass of Pinot Noir, and wicked good slippers. Further explains Scary Truth #6.
Scary Truth #8: My favorite candies and Milk Duds and Paydays. I am the only American who enjoys them, which is great. More candy for me.
Scary Truth #9: No matter what I dress as for Halloween, I will always have costume envy.
Scary Truth #10: 362 days until Halloween 2011.
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