My Heart Belongs To Valloween//October 136th, 2025

Ah, Valentine's Day.

When I started this blog, just five years ago, I always felt like it was so weird to talk about how Valentine's Day was my second-favorite holiday.

Honestly, I felt like it was a strange thing to say in general, as I had for most of my life.

I was never the romantic type. I wasn't a little girl who dreamed of my wedding day or anything like that...I honestly didn't even tend to get crushes all that often. The other girls thought it was weird or that I was hiding something when they'd ask the age-old question, "Who do you like?" and I never had an answer.

Yet somehow, I was also the little girl whose heart leapt when the pink-and-red explosion of Valentine's Day started making its way into the world. The Cupid silhouettes, the punny cards, and especially the little anthropomorphic heart people, all held a special place in my heart, only rivaled by the space permanently occupied by the pumpkins and ghosts and skeletons of Halloween. I could never explain it. I still can't.

But I definitely don't think it's all that weird anymore.

I've spoken every year since I've had this blog about the creepiness of certain vintage valentines. A great many of them feature ghosts and skeletons, and could honestly be confused for Halloween cards if you don't know what you're looking at.

And some were just downright creepy without even trying to be.

There seems to be a recurring theme of veiled threats in some vintage valentines that's not unlike a note a killer in a horror film would leave.

And, while a lot of this stuff would never fly these days, I think it's safe to say that Valentine's Day has become connected to spookiness once again.

It started with those "let's get rid of Valentine's Day and replace it with second Halloween" memes. I hated those memes and eventually had to make a couple of posts on social media asking well-meaning friends to please stop sending them to me as, yes, weird as it sounds, I actually have no desire to replace Valentine's Day.

(Halloween in February would never work, anyway.)

Over time, though, rather than replacing Valentine's Day, Halloween has very clearly begun to merge with it.

I can't even tell you how happy it makes me feel to find spooky things in the Valentine's Day section of stores like Walmart and Walgreens nowadays. Ghosts and skeletons are now a part of the celebration once again, along with horror merchandise of all kinds.

A haul of mine from earlier in the season. Not all spooky, I know, but I do enjoy Valentine's decor of all kinds.

There has also been a trend started of spooky yet romantic, or romance-adjacent, movies coming out around this time. Last year brought us the super-fun Lisa Frankenstein, which I've come to think of as the quintessential Valloween film, and this year brings us Heart Eyes, along with Companion, which I think also counts. Seeing so many things being specifically aimed at the spooky community this time of year, truly makes my heart soar, and makes me feel like maybe my weird obsession with Valentine's Day, was never truly all that weird after all. It seems as if there's always been a connection between the spooky and the cute...and it seems to have started out even spookier!

Whatever your plans are for the holiday, stay spooky, my friends!

I'm Not So Sure About This Social Media Thing//October 94th, 2026

I started this blog six years ago on New Year's Day. I had been through some major life changes in 2018/2019, and really found myself along the way. I felt as though I really had cemented a place for myself within the Halloween community on social media, and often, when I would caption my posts on Instagram with snippets of memories, or a specific feeling that maybe not many others could understand, I would get comments and messages from new friends and followers, complimenting the way I wrote, sometimes even asking for more, and so, the idea to start a blog again was born, and, silly as it may sound, I am very proud that I've managed to stick with it as long as I have. Long work hours, personal problems, bouts of anxiety and depression....none of that has ever fully stopped me from coming back and doing what I love. But, lately, I have been feeling a little off about social media in general, and that's something I really would like to talk about, as I feel it taking a to...

Here’s Where The Story Ends//October 337th, 2020

Everyone has moments in their life when they feel like giving up. That feeling of “This is never going to happen, so why keep trying?” Sometimes it relates to a thing that would be trivial to anyone else, sometimes it’s about something more life-altering. But, we’ve all been there. I have moments of discouragement with this blog. Times I’ve told myself, “No one cares”, or “No one will read this”, etc., but I continue on, for the joy of it. And sometimes, something amazing happens. If you haven’t read my previous post, Have You Seen This Pumpkin? , I would strongly suggest doing so before continuing on with this story. The short version is, I saw a pumpkin in someone’s window when I was twelve years old, and have spent the last twenty-one years trying to find it for myself. When I published that post, I wasn’t expecting much of a response. I was really just hoping to hear someone say, “Yes, my family had this pumpkin when I was a kid!” Or “I once saw this in a neighbor’...

Tales From A Walk: April 5th, 2026; AKA Easterween/Creepster/Zombie Jesus Day, Etc.

Someone asked me once When do you stop mourning the previous Halloween and start looking forward to the next one? That's always been a hard question for me to answer, as I am always looking back or looking ahead, depending on the situation. I often see what was, and what will be again, simultaneously. But today, I went for a walk. Probably my first full walk since Christmas time. That last walk, the remnants were still there. Though it was a different holiday entirely, I still met some rotting pumpkins, and some dead leaves clinging to their brittle branches. Then two back to back winter storms came in February, burying us in two feet of snow both times. I don't know that I've ever felt more like I was in alternate reality, or farther away from Halloween. Today was different, though. When Easter comes, you hear all this talk of spring, and new beginnings, and that sort of thing. And I guess it never really hit me how that can apply to Halloween as well. Wal...

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