Happy November! This is one of my favorite months, although it also means another Halloween has gone by.

Growing up, I loved Halloween. I still do, even though the last time I actually dressed up or went to a party was my senior year in college. Oh, hey there Old Age!

Since there are basically no kids in my neighborhood, we didn’t even decorate. We bought no candy, so thankfully a parade of alien children never descended upon our front door, holding us hostage for our lack of loot.

Holy crap, can post-childhood/college & pre-parenthood Halloween be any more depressing?

Here’s a rundown of how I “celebrated” Halloween this year.

1. By wearing visible Halloween socks to work! It made for good conversation and smiles from random passers-by. 🙂

2. By having a cubicle dance party to The Rocky Horror Glee Show. (Yes, it’s on my iPod. No, I’m not ashamed.)

3. By skipping yoga and eating Mexican food/drinking a margarita at Fuego (because shrimp tacos and tequila are the perfect accessories to ANY holiday celebration).

4. By locating—and wearing!—an 8-year-old costume (from my last year of college) that actually fit my 29-year-old body as well as it did my 21-year-old one. (Which leaves me to wonder, is 30 too old for naughty school girl attire?)

5. By eating unnaturally-colored, sugar-filled Halloween cookies…because SPRINKLES!

6. By sitting in my recliner, dog in lap, watching Frankenweenie (I love Tim Burton!) until I fell asleep at my old person bedtime of 10:30.

There you go. That was my Halloween in a nutshell; I’m perfectly OK with it, although I am a wee bit envious of all the Halloween stories and photos my coworkers and friends shared. Somebody shake some sense into me, but I think the only way I’ll really get to enjoy all the spooky and silly decorations, costumes, and gatherings is by having children of my own. Wait, what?!!! (Please don’t get any ideas—I have NO news to share. Just imagining, ok?!)

Happy Friday! Have a wonderful weekend, friends.