Happy Halloween, Weenies.

Halloween is not a “holiday” around here. Not for any religious reasons or other moral convictions; truth be told – my kids are way past Trick O’ Treating age and we live way too far outside city limits for any parent to drag their kid to our doorstep for candy treats. Seriously, the middle of nowhere. So for those of you who celebrate – enjoy! Be safe with your Trick O’ Treating and take the candy into be examined before you eat it – lots of local hospitals offer free Candy X-Ray services on Halloween. Our does!

My friend Carol, who I’ve written about in the past – sent me a personal Halloween message today. I can’t say enough about Carol.. she has this uncanny ability to pop into my life and say the right things, at the right time and it’s (usually) what I need to hear, whether I like it or not. This time around, she sent my horoscope for today – I’m a Tarurus:

You don’t have to be anything you don’t want to be, Taurus. Please read that last sentence again, drinking it in as if it were an elixir you’ve been longing for since you were 13 years old. Here are some corollaries: You don’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations. There’s no need to strive for a kind of perfection that’s not very interesting to you. You don’t have to believe in ideas that make you sad or tormented, and you don’t have to feel emotions that others try to manipulate you into feeling. In short, you are free to be exactly who you want to be. Celebrate that this Halloween season. Costume yourself as the person you’ve been hiding.

Amen to that, my friend.

She also sent me an update on a mutual friend of ours who recently became a grandmother – – and shortly after that happy news, heard the news that her new granddaughter, who is only 18 months old, pushed the screen out of their second story window on a warm October day and fell out. She’s in the ICU at the moment and they are hoping she’s able to come home for Thanksgiving.

Small, insignificant little life problems I may think are important over here just kind of paled when I heard the news. My heart aches for her and her family. The good news is.. sounds like the little trooper will live to tell the tale.

Hug ’em tight – that’s all I have to say!

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