I have my bowl of candy complete with plastic bones. Jimmy wouldn't let me do a vat of jello with the candy mixed in. So I must make do with plastic bones.
I have my brightly colored fish hat with it's long nose bisecting my face.
I have my light-up-vibrating...skull to help me answer the door.
I haven't had trick-or-treaters in years. Nor even cared about them before I did. Now I'm excited. I suppose that comes from being new in town and wanting to meet my neighbors.