Halloween Heresy
I love hair dye (in a box or can).
I love face painting.
I love pumpkins.
I love candy.
I love costumes.
I love Halloween.
So it ought to be no surprise that I went trick or treating until I was eighteen. Or that even before I got married, I dreamt of all the possible costume themes we could choose from as a family every year. And then, 3 weeks into our engagement my dreams were ruined, NAY, stomped on and crushed by the very man I had said I would marry.
The disturbance in the force was caused by a plate of Halloween cookies I made for my beloved. Cute little orange frosted pumpkin sugar cookies with candy corn eyes and black Cakemate gel mouths (doesn’t everyone make Halloween cookies?) graced a paper plate intended for my fiance. It was tradition to make these particular cookies every Halloween and I proudly brought them over to his house. He accepted my offering and ate one as he did some homework. But when I asked him if he wanted another, he said he didn’t really care for sugar cookies.
UHH!!
Couldn’t he see the meticulous detail, the effort I had put into perfecting every little vampire tooth and expression, for my offering of love? (Don’t worry ya’ll, I’ve taught him a bit more tact).
The discussion turned to me having to work on Halloween and that I had permission to dress up, so I was going as a pirate.
“What are you going to dress up as?” I casually asked
I mean, what normal person doesn’t dress up on Halloween? That’s when it came out.
He had NEVER dressed up for Halloween. He had NEVER, EVER gone trick or treating.
I caught the words “Dad” and “Pagan” as I thought to myself, “Can I marry someone who doesn’t do Halloween?!?”
Obviously love prevailed. Besides, I felt sure I could convince him to dress up someday and enjoy Halloween. Now just to clarify, Hubby doesn’t think it’s an evil holiday although his dad did. It simply holds no meaning for him whatsoever. But that has been a sentiment strong enough, to make all my powers of persuasion to dress up, futile.
Two years ago our family went to a Halloween party as Hubby, Jessie, Woody and Buzz. Last year we went as Hubby, Batman, Robin and Batgirl. I’m still trying to convince him to don a costume. Maybe your powers of persuasion will be more effective than mine. *hint hint*










