The way I spent my Tuesday was either completely lame or completely prepping me for motherhood.

I went to A.C. Moore to pick up a last minute item for my Halloween costume [[my co-workers and I are going to be the “Punctuation Police,” and I, Sergeant Semicolon, had to make the badges, and I needed pin backs]], I went to Kmart to grab a bag of Halloween candy for the Trick-or-Treaters who won’t get an answer at my door because I’m actually working Halloween night, and I came home and watched It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown. I didn’t watch the whole thing, just a little bit during commercials of other shows, but I remembered how cute it was. And how cute Halloween is, really.

I’ve spent the last couple years anti-Halloween. I could never understand the “dressing up and going to bars to celebrate” notion. One day, when my kids were old enough to understand romance, I didn’t want them to ever hear, “Well, Mommy met Daddy when he was the Burger King and she was Little Bo Peep.”

But, this year I started thinking about it more. I remembered how my mom used to sew for hours every night, making our costumes. How my aunt would always give us trick-or-treat bags with $5 slipped in, once we were old enough to understand money. How my cousins and I would trick-or-treat through the neighborhood, and I would get mad when they were allowed to go to a stranger’s house, and I wasn’t, because they’d get more candy.

I remember sitting on the floor, going through the good stuff. I remember getting mad when my dad would sneak a Snickers bar out of my bag, and how when I was older, I’d give him some myself. I remember it being this great holiday that, maybe to everyone else in the world, it was just a day to get candy, but to us it was a day to get together, a day to celebrate, an actual holiday.

I forgot all that somewhere along the way, and then, two commercial breaks with Charlie Brown [[a movie my mom would tape for us on VHS, cutting out all the commercials]], and I remembered it all.

So, with that being sad, I wish you all the best Halloween you’ve had in years, because I know I’m going to have mine.

Love, your boo-tiful e-i-c, Lisa

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