Well mine is good’ol HALLOWEEN . . .Nothing like dressing up just the way I like  and no one can ask why.  The best thing about it is the fact that there is three days to change my costume and paint my face and leave my hair a mess. I love October only for those days, fun days where I get to  frighten kids and people, having a great laugh. Oddly enough I get stopped and asked if I am okay and need help. And this is funny,  just last year I was walking past a school when some man in a truck caught a glimpse of me, parked, went into the school getting the principal and some teachers to come out, telling them that there is an old deranged lady wandering the streets and needed help.  No just me. Happy Halloween.