I’m always a little surprised they call it “happy” when it’s all about scaring the living daylights out of you. It’s a time of ghoulish masks, haunted walk-throughs, and maybe even the occasional saw chasing or two. How can practically peeing in your pants make you so happy? I’m lost on that one. But then maybe there’s something in our human nature that enjoys the thrill–crying because you’re so scared or catching your breath from running away so fast—somehow it’s enjoyable to us. I think it’s because we know it’s pretend. Now if Hannibal Lecter really existed, or in my case the Phantom of the Opera, Halloween would be anything but happy.
With that being said, I hope you’re able to find happiness this Halloween evening. My best advice? Moderation—in all aspects. Not too much frightening; we can’t have you girls ruining your much too small costumes. And not too much candy; we all know how the Reeses and Snickers feel in our stomachs after the fifth piece. And lastly, not too many scary movies…it is a Sunday after all.