In the old Blockbuster building there is now a temporary Halloween store opening in September.
I do not like Halloween.
Rather, I like Halloween if you are with little kids or if you ARE a little kid. Once you cross the threshold into adulthood, dressing up in costumes weirds me out. Why would you want to do that? The last two times I got dressed up for Halloween were before Ryan and I were married.
Here were my last two costumes:
And, apparently, a Red Solo Cup Holder. (A RESPONSIBLE Red Solo Cup Holder.) In college I was a cowgirl. Four years in a row. Yet another reason among many for which I am thankful for S., as Halloween attention will now be diverted onto him and I won’t have anyone telling me what a lame costume I have. As well as taking the pressure off of me to respond with, “You are dressed as a skank zombie. I win.” *sigh of relief*