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I freaking love Halloween.

I love the cool fall weather, colorful fallen leaves, pumpkins carved into wide-toothed, smiling faces, witches and ghosts and goblins decorating homes, and as always, the huge baskets of candy around every corner, individually wrapped for ease of snacking and giving out as treats on that one night a year where it is perfectly acceptable for people of every age and socioeconomic status to walk around neighborhoods and beg for food.

It’s pretty much all about the candy.

Every year at Halloween my husband and I dress up.  We come up with a costume idea and run with it, scouring thrift stores for those just-right pieces that typify the theme, amassing each part of the costume over the weeks before Halloween until the day arrives that we can triumphantly wear it.

Okay.  I do this all by myself.  My husband has no say and is almost no help in any of it.  What a slacker.

But he is a good sport and never balks at anything I ask him to wear, whether a wig or a bald cap or a pair of my shorts.

We’ve been Popeye and Olive Oyl, Black Widow and Nick Fury, Michael Jackson and Boy George, an awkward hooker and Lieutenant Dangle, punk rockers.

This year, we are called to be Superheroes.

Now, most Superhero costumes have at their core a bodysuit and leggings.  Now, look.  I am not against wearing leggings for any occasion, but I kind of want something to cover up all that I am and all that I have.  My husband would agree, I think.  We’ve seen each other in snug-fitting underthings and I think a measure of modesty would be good for everyone involved.  So I think we will make up our own Superheroes and dress the part.  Most of the fun about Halloween costumes is that you can do anything you want.  Costumes are bound only by your imagination and creativity.

And time.  It is October 17, and I haven’t come up with a good idea yet.

So I am going to bring it to the blog, in the hope that someone out there can help me.  Help me, please?

So far, here are my not-so-good ideas:

Super Models.  So easy!  It gives me a chance to go shopping for something fabulous.  And we could wear capes.

Captain Underpants.  Hilarious for my husband, who would wear a pair of tightie-whities over pants.  Not so funny for me.  Is there a female counterpart?

Super Tampons.  I’ve seen this costume before.  Next.

Super Stars.  Brangelina?  Are they even relevant anymore?

Super Mario Brothers.  It’s been done, people.  And I can’t grow a mustache between now and Halloween.

Super 8.  This is a type of video camera.  And a pretty awesome movie.  Clearly I’m grasping here.

You see my dilemma.  If you can think of some type of Superhero costume that my husband and I could do that doesn’t involve head-to-toe spandex, please let me know in the comments section below and I will do my best to create your idea.  And if your idea is chosen, YOU WIN!

What do you win?  My gratitude.  And if you’re lucky, I will post a picture of us in a later post.

Just know that you are trying to top this:

We won best costume that year.  Aren't we the dorkiest cutest?

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Prompt #2:  If you were dressing up for Halloween this year,  what would you be going as, and why?