...that not only refuses to die despite my copious ministrations,
Or canvassing for Hillary,
Until today, that is.
Today I felt happy in spite of my headache and sniffles and Hillary's poll numbers. Because today was Halloween. I love Halloween. I've always loved Halloween. I loved it when I was young enough to go trick-or-treating, and I even remember being excited when I was 13 and old enough to stay home and give out candy to the little kids.
But I loved Halloween most of all when my own children were young.
But what I love most about Halloween these days is sitting on the porch watching all the little tricker treaters,
And I don't mind that the street is lined with cars and the sidewalks crowded with people from other neighbor- hoods who've come over to trick-or-treat in mine;
It occurred to me a few years ago that we should really do trick-or-treating on Christmas afternoon. Wouldn't it be fun to have the streets full of people and the neighbors out and children going from door to door on Christmas? And wouldn't it give everyone something to do for the rest of the day once the presents were opened and before dinner?
I don't know, I think it would be nice.
In any case, this was a nice Halloween.
Tomorrow I can go back to feeling icky and anxious. But it was a short, sweet break, anyway.