I do love Halloween.

I haven’t decided what I’m going to be this year though. This was me last year:

And the year before I was a Beer Wench (appropriate, eh?) and White Trash Barbie. Sorry, no pictures to serve as proof–but trust me, I was cute.

And the year before that, I was this:My kids have both decided, much to my shagrin, to be some form of clown. Ian would like to be a “Gangsta Clown” and Rader has decided to be “Slap Happy Clown”. Apparently, both clowns are exactly the same:

Have I told you how much I hate clowns? It’s a deep rooted fear. Might even be worse than my spider issue. Of course, this fear was cemented after I read Stephen King’s It. And then, just in case that hadn’t been enough to scar me for life, I decided to watch the movie, too. Yeah, sometimes I’m not so bright.

As long as I can remember, I’ve hated clowns. There are only two exceptions to this and they are Bozo and Ronald McDonald. So, maybe I should make the boys go as Gangsta Bozo and and Slap Happy Ronald. LOL Somehow I don’t think that’ll fly.

Of course, those two rotten kids of mine know how much I hate clowns which makes their decision even more fun. This year’s Halloween should be interesting…