The first year we lived here we got very excited about Halloween and we decorated in anticipation–lights on the front porch, spooky lights in the upstairs windows, scary music at the door and a big bag of assorted candies–the good stuff, not that ratty crap that always sinks to the bottom of the stash. I think we had 2 kids stop by. Our neighborhood is lame. Now we don’t even bother. Usually we head over to the better-half’s friend’s house in Ashland where kids still trick or treat and the folks in town make a big deal.
I pulled the lights out of the attic the other day and now they are haunting our kitchen window:
Really quite scary:
