Scary Stuff Rocks!

Halloween is only a little over a week away. This year the fam and I will be going to a
friend’s house to have spaghetti and meatballs (a four year tradition) and to take the little monsters trick-or-treating.

But my best friend and I have a slightly different tradition. Chickens at heart, we usually shy away from anything that will make our hearts beat faster than usual. However, the weekend before Halloween, we put on our big girl pants and go to a haunted house. Cheesy, you say? Why, yes. But sooo much fun ;) Last year I almost fell on my face when I was running at warp speed through a corn maze, while some guy in a dollar store mask trotted along after me. Comical when I look back on it now, but at the time I thought I was going to have a coronary.
My husband has a hard time understanding why I love to be scared so much. Scary movies, scary
books, haunted houses on Halloween night, complete with a full moon to light the way? Bring em on! I think by being scared, I’m getting in touch with the kid in me, which is always fun.
And being scared with my bestie? Even better. We can scream at the top of our lungs like 12 year-olds and go back to being mommy’s and wives the next morning with no one being the wiser.
Well, except for the guys in the dollar store masks ;)
Happy Halloween, everyone!