I don’t know what it is exactly. Maybe once upon a time a witch put a hex on me so I would never be able to eat myself into oblivion while shoving many bite size Twixs into my mouth. But for the past 20 or so years I’ve gotten sick around Halloween. Weird. Huh? I know. I was so sick I didn’t even get out of bed until 2:30pm today. The only reason I even got up was to go to the pharmacy and get my meds. Sure the worst of it is over but is it? If its not a witch or creepy goblin on Halloween trying to scare the bejesus out of me now I’m suppose to be afraid of the Russians. Oh my!