I love Halloween, always have, always will.
This year marks my first Halloween from Middle-of-Corn, Kansas. It also marks the first Halloween in all my twenty-something years I have NOT dressed up as something.
I’m a little bummed about that, actually no, I’m really bummed about this. I considered going as a “stressed ag journalist worrying about an impending Beef Issue,” but that’s real life. No worries though, I’ll be back on my fishnet-glittered-costumed horse by next year, you can’t keep a good woman down! Or at least one who never matured past the age of six when it comes to celebrating holidays.
Back to Halloween in Kansas…
And well the door needs to be decorated too!!
And to really get in the Halloween spirit, your house must smell like the Halloween spirit.
However, all my boo-ha-ha happiness has not rubbed off on Oliver.
Maybe because it was 11 o’clock at night, maybe because I was chasing him around with a camera, or maybe because he was being the Scrooge to my Pre-Halloween festivities, but Oliver was not excited about this.
From Middle-of-Corn, Kansas, pumpkin spice coffee in hand, this is Dani B. signing off. Until next time!
(Did I mention I love pumpkin?)