Not a huge fan

Of Halloween, that is.

Orange and black?  

Least fave color combo. (unless you count peach and teal)

Spiders and bats?  

Least favorite creatures. (unless you count cockroaches and everyone knows that's a given)

Candy busting out of every seam? 

Least favorite thigh addition. (unless you count those high waisted, pleated Z Cavariccis from 1989)

But then something   magical   happens.  

Halloween night arrives and I get me some of this:

A little of this:

Some of this:

And a whole lotta this:

And I officially declare Halloween my most favorite holiday!! (for right now)  

I put a lot of thought and pondering into my opinions.

About as much thought and pondering as I put into those over sized shirts with the throw-pillow-like shoulder pads I wore circa 1990.

And we all know how that turned out.