Confession:  Hubby and I are going out for dinner and a movie tomorrow night...on October 31!  After 22 consecutive Halloweens, we've left all our haunted house trimmings in the boxes that have stored them in three different garages, two states and for almost a quarter century.

We knew it was coming because the year before last, our house, hubby and I were all decked out in our ghoulish finest, however, our sole trick or treating offspring opted for a different neighborhood with fellow frightful pals.  Last year we spent handing out a measly amount of candy, and driving Logan back and forth from his preferred "haunts."  Tomorrow night he's hanging up his oversized pillowcase (which quickly replaced the classic plastic pumpkin, candy receptacle) and going to a party at Rocketown.

So, here we are on the brink of a new era.  From now on, October 31 is just another day like every other.  I'm hanging up my skeleton earrings and spider rings...at least until my grandmother costume arrives.

In another lifetime, the following was my kids' favorite Halloween joke:

Knock, knock!

Who's there?

Boo!

Boo who?

Why are you crying?