Tonight is Trick or Treat night here in Altoona. We got a lot of little treaters knocking down the door for candy. Me, I didn't do much of anything. I planned my costume for work tomorrow. It isn't much, but at least it's something. I am going as a beat up hockey player. Not too much of a stretch. ; )

The holidays seem to mean much less as you get older. When I was little, I got so worked up for Halloween. I was excited all day in school, and couldn't wait to get home and get into costume. I would go out parading all over the neighborhood showing off, and of course getting the treats.

Now that I am getting older, it could come and go, and I wouldn't even know it. The only reason I am really dressing in costume for work is so I don't have to dress in the "uniform" work gear. I am doing as half assed of a job as I can at it as well.
But I feel that the spirit of the holidays will once be ignighted when I have my own little children getting excited for their own costume. Maybe?