Scariest Childhood Memories /// Happy Halloween!

Today's post is not going to be your typical 'This is what I'm wearing/doing/where I'm partying for Halloween' type post.  Truth be told, it's been several years since I've dressed up and gone out partying on Halloween, I mean, I'm getting kinda OLD for that! Hahahaha.  The last Halloween on record that I can recall dressing up for was 4 or 5 years ago when I was part of a couple.  We made our own costumes and went as a blue and red Lego.  The costumes came out pretty darn good if I do say so myself:

Growing up, my aunt was a great seamstress and very crafty so she often made most of our Halloween costumes for us.  Loved them.  I'd like to believe that one day when I have kids, I'll still have the energy and stamina to make unique costumes for them, instead of grabbing something off the rack at Target but who knows. I'll probably be so sleep deprived that cutting 2 holes in a bed sheet will have to do!

Ok, moving on.  So, in the spirit of Halloween, I thought I'd share some scary childhood memories of mine with you.  I always love when bloggers share random facts and lists about themselves because I get to know them better so I thought, what's better than letting you see the most personally terrifying/shameful/regretful moments of my life?! Well, for you nothing.  For me, pretty much anything.  Oh well, what's the loss of a little (a lot) personal pride every now and then.  ENJOY friends!

1.  Watching 'The Shining' as a young child (prob 7 or 8 years old?!).  This movie scarred me for life.  I have no idea what my parents were thinking allowing a young elementary age kid to watch a movie like this?! I remember not really understanding the movie at the time but it terrified me nonetheless.  Nightmares for WEEKS.  To this day, I can't watch even a second of that movie without feeling sick inside.  Even just that trademark picture of Jack Nicholson (who, come on, is already a fairly whacked out person to begin with) peering through the door is enough to spin me into panic mode.  If you ever want to torture me, strap me to a chair, put The Shining on TV, and watch me perish.

2.  Any and every time my sister or friends convinced me to go into a haunted house or haunted woods experience. I absolutely hate all of them.  Especially the ones where people pop out and then proceed to CHASE you down with a chainsaw or bloody knife.  Sometimes, I would convince myself that it would be fun, and would IMMEDIATELY regret that decision the second I was inside. Too late Bean!

3.  That time my neighbor convinced me to walk out onto the ROOF of her house.  I was in kindergarten (possibly younger).  This experience wasn't so scary for me, as it was for my mom.  We had a troublemaker in our neighborhood growing up that was older than us, and she would always convince us to do dangerous things.  Well, this time she told me it was perfectly acceptable to climb out her bedroom window onto the roof.  Someone alerted my mother, who came out onto the street only to find her 5 year old spawn standing on the edge of the neighbor's roof.  One of the zillion times us kids gave my mom a heart attack.  I'm actually surprised she survived raising 3 wild girls.  She's a strong one, that lady!

4.  My first day of public school.  I went to Catholic school until 5th grade and then my parents switched all of us over to public school (it just became too expensive to have 3 kids in private school!).  Worst day of my life.  Imagine leaving all the friends and the only environment you've ever known since you started school and starting over as the 'new kid'.  By that time, everyone in public school had lifelong friends, and it was like trying to break through an impenetrable web.  That was a rough year.

5.  That time I saw a ghost in my aunt's house.  I believe in ghosts, just like I believe that we are all just souls living out a human experience.  (Who knows, maybe I'll be a ghost one day?!)  But if you don't believe in ghosts then I guess this one won't scare you!  My aunt lived in an old house in an old section of the city that of course, was undoubtedly once just fields and farmland, like the rest of the country.  From time to time she would 'see' previous inhabitants.  She was the fun aunt, so us kids would often have sleepovers at her house.  Well, on one such occasion I got up in the middle of the night and wanted to go upstairs to her room.  Except that when I got to the steps, there was a young farm boy making his way down them!  I can only remember being absolutely frozen with fear momentarily and then RUNNING back to my pull out bed in the living room.  I never saw him again after that.  I'm sure he was just looking for a friend his age, but when he realized I was scared I guess he was sweet enough to keep his distance :)

6.  And finally, that time I worked up the courage to ask my high school crush to prom....AND HE SAID NO!!!!!!!!!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  That's what you get for being a feminist I guess.  Oh well, my friends and I still had fun at prom, sans boys.  Who needs them anyway?!

And there you have it, a sampling of some of the most terrifying moments of my childhood and adolescence.  Plenty more where that came from, but I think that's enough for today!


In the spirit of Halloween, if you've not yet seen this viral video, please enjoy Spider Dog:




And on a completely unrelated note, I've decided I haven't been doing enough core work lately, so I'm vowing to plank for at least 1 minute every day in the month of November.  Who's with me?!?!  You can certainly do MORE than 1 minute (I mean you could go all Suzlyfe and plank for 7 mins if your heart so desires) but I feel like I need to get into some kind of core routine again so this is happening.  Join in, please!


Whatever you end up doing tonight, I hope you have a happy Happy Halloween!



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