I have to admit it, I am not a big fan of Halloween. Ghost, witches and goblins…I can do without them. My husband, on the other hand, loves Halloween. He is the one that shops for the decorations and relishes turning our house into the land of the unliving every October. Like these little treasurers that find their way on to the mantle in the family room.
Not to mention the fake headstones that make their way on to the lawn, the packages of ‘spider web’ that is pulled across the bushes and trees or the gigantic black spider that crawls across the front of the house. He came home from work early last year so he could hang a hundred plastic spiders from the entryway so the kids had to walk through them to get to the doorbell. That’s right, there is a 12 year old boy trapped in my husband’s body. But there are only two more weeks until I can quietly pack away the boxes of ghostly trappings and happily unpack the Thanksgiving decorations. Ah, I love Thanksgiving….