BOO!!!

I love Halloween, but I'm glad it's over. My husband bought the candy. Two grocery bags full. I couldn't believe it when I saw how much he bought. At least he bought good candy, Kit-Kats and Snickers and Milkyways, not just a bunch of sweet-tarts and tootsie-rolls. We broke our trick-or-treater count. We moved into a new subdivision 7 or 8 years ago. The first Halloween we didn't have any visitors, the next year we had about a dozen. This year we had 93, but we still have a ton of candy left over. There goes my diet for the next month. My husband said we are going to put a sign in the yard saying Halloween 2.0 and give the rest of the candy out tomorrow.

I guess Halloween is a good time to come out of the broom closet and admit I'm a witch. I couldn't decide if I wanted to let the whole world know, or just keep it to myself. Finally I decided I might as well go for it. I'm a witch. I don't sacrifice babies or fly through the air on a broom. I don't hate Christians, and babble about 'The Burning Times' when people bring up their religion. All I ask is the same treatment from other people. Not all witches are Satanist, most of them don't even believe in Satan. They might believe in the Horned God or the Green Man, but not some freak in a red suit with a pitchfork. I'm not really sure what I believe in, but I know I don't believe Christianity is the only path to eternal salvation, the Bible wasn't written by the Big Man himself, the idea of 'Original Sin' is the biggest bunch of bullshit I have ever heard, and Jesus would probably have a stroke if he had to sit through most Sunday services. This is a pretty good introduction to modern Paganism. Maybe not exactly my views, but close.