I love Halloween. It’s my absolute favorite holiday. Sure I like the others, but Halloween holds a special place in my heart. I love the weather. I love the decorations. I love scary movies. I love going through haunted houses. I love the costumes and the trick-or-treating. I love it all. Accordingly, I got out all of my decorations and went to work on the house. I didn’t get anything new this year, although, there was a certain glittery orange squirrel that I saw in HomeGoods way back in early August and didn’t buy because I had school supplies to purchase at the time. I’ve been thinking about that glittery orange squirrel ever since and actually had J take me there a couple of weekends ago. I ran in, super excited, only to find that all the Halloween stuff was clearanced-out, picked through and shoved on one shelf. No glittery orange squirrel. Christmas was EVERYWHERE. I didn’t cry, but I wanted to a little bit. J, who thought the idea of a glittery orange squirrel was sort of stupid, felt bad for me and my abject disappointment, giving me those awkward man-pats on the back and promising that we’d keep looking for a glittery orange squirrel. You know you are loved when a man who hates glitter with a passion is willing to help you procure a glitter squirrel. Yes, I am a lucky girl.
At any rate, I made do with what I already have, which is the thrifty thing to do anyway.