Paranormal Porn-Welcome to The Halloween Honey

February 28^th is probably the best day of the year to start a blog about Halloween. Halloween is the best time of year, and the end of February, March, until about late April, is the worst time of year. It's been cold for too long by now, the snow isn't pretty anymore, it's muddy and more than likely a giant mound of it is taking up the majority of a parking lot somewhere and I'm just in a bad mood until the first above 50 degrees day. Halloween on the other hand, makes me inexplicably happy! Even though end of October is nothing but a warning signal of the cold weather months about to come in and darken my mood significantly.

I have always loved Halloween. I loved the scary movies (but not too scary) shows and movies that always play at that time of year, the colors, the imagery, the black cat and pumpkin, the witch and ghost. I love it all. When I was a kid we never were terribly extravagant during Halloween. One of my mom's favorite stories to tell is when all she bought me for a Halloween costume one year was a plastic black mask that only covered the upper part of my face but I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Even more of a testament for my love of the holiday. I think my mother plays a big part in my love for all things Halloween. She has a not-so-passing interest in the paranormal, and when my sister and I were kids she used to get these Time Life Paranormal books and Cori and I would sit on her closet floor without her knowing and flip through them looking at all the pictures of ghosts and aliens and Bigfoot, Loch Ness Montster, real life vampires...kind of how per-pubescent boys find their father's porn stash and flip through it and try to learn about women and sex....it was paranormal porn. I was convinced all of these things were real, and that they all came out on Halloween.

Don't get me wrong, I was not a brave kid, and I am not a brave adult, I still get afraid of the dark sometimes (“Everything is still where it was when the lights were on” my brother-in-law recently told me after I told him how freaked out I was when the power unexpectedly went out the other night.) Scary movies do scare me. A lot. And I sometimes can't even watch ghost hunting shows on TV because they keep me awake at night and afraid to get up and go to the bathroom. I've been in approximately one haunted house my entire life, and it was at the Minnesota State Fair and I couldn't wait to get the hell out of it. But, for some reason, the idea of all the creepy crawly things in my mom's books being among us one night a year didn't scare me, I loved it. When we would go out trick-or-treating I looked hard for ghosts (but god forbid someone answered their door to us wearing a scary mask of some kind, I would hid behind my sister and cousin for the rest of the trick-or-treating duration) Halloween was a safe night to be scared and to be scary and to believe in scary things.

I hold Halloween very dear to my heart, for countless reasons that I am going to attempt to share on this blog. I have grown to love and appreciate it even more as an adult, and now especially as a mother myself. I hope you enjoy it and visit frequently! I will be updating as much as the Halloween spirit strikes me, which is quite often!

(Sarah-I promise this time!)