As Halfoween approaches, I'm thinking about the menu for my Halfoween Party and what I might do besides calling it "Potluck". I was looking up recipes, testing some things out... And then the horror house that is my body thought it would be great to give me an allergic reaction to-- --NO. Can't. I'm not ready for this. It's too hurtful to even type. Betrayed by my own flesh. If my hunch is correct--this is how my world ends. Mourn with me, dear Reader: