My family never really celebrating Halloween. Sure when I was really little I remember dressing up as Dorothy (sparkly red shoes and all) and a Bride another year. But usually my parents would ask my brother and I “Would you rather go Trick or Treating or go to Disneyland?” We were not dumb kids, we picked Mickey most every year. I remember my parents being on a kick on how evil Halloween was for a few years but nothing that really scare me from the holiday. As an adult, I haven’t really gathered my thoughts completely on what I think of it. I like the idea of dressing up for a fun night, but sure the real meaning behind it I don’t really, well, get behind. Get back to me next year on that.

This year was Jason and I’s first Halloween together, and over two years together I still didn’t know Jason’s take on it till last night. He doesn’t like the holiday, really much at all. Yet we still were at Target picking out candy and good candy at that. I asked why if he didn’t like Halloween why he was getting (good) candy? He didn’t want to be a Scourge to the kids just because he didn’t. Fair enough. With me spending the evening at his place (not dressed up as Pam as I had hoped) we made a new game. Unofficially, its called Friends-Trivia-Loser-Answers-the-Door. I had gotten a Friends trivia book earlier that day and wanted to try out our knowledge of show. Whoever had the most wrong answers when the door bell rang was who answered the door. Simple enough right? I was apparently rusty on my Friends facts because I found myself answering the door a lot last night. Cutest kid of the night, a two year old superman who when asked “What do you say?” by his mom said “CANDY!” I think this whole trivia game for door answering duties is a good tradition to start. And I’m also looking forward to left over candy in my mint ice cream tonight.