Samhain
Yesterday I added some fallen brnaches to the rails of the front steps and spread fake spider webbing all over them.
I put a pumpkin on the front step.
I hung up pumpkin lanterns and turned on the porch light.
I got out the candy and...waited... and waited...
My first trick-or-treaters were teenagers (dressed up!) trick-or-treating for UNICEF. I gave them some change and some chocolate to "fortify them for their fund raising efforts."
It was already dark, and I started to think I wasn't going to get many goblins.
So when kids started to show up, I doled out loot by the handful.
At 19:45 I ran out.
I started giving out my secret stash of Mr. Goodbars (!) and some Japanese rice snacks (sweet & salty).
I still heard kids in the distance. In a panic, I headed for the CVS down the street. I got the last bag of assorted candy that wasn't the useless cheapo mix.
I got home before 20:00.
And then there were maybe four more kids.
I was left with a big bowl of Skittles and Starburst.
And 3 Mr. Goodbars hiding in the bottom that G. managed to dig up.
[Well,ok, two after he collected a 'discovery fee.']
This morning I figured I'd take some into work and leave them in the lunchroom that we share with about 3 other small companies.
There's about 1/3 of that container left still... c'mon late night security guards, help me out here...
Note to self for next year: be patient. And maybe a little more stingy in the distribution.
I realized in the early preparatory phase (candy aquisition) that I'm old. I actually looked at the stuff and thought "Oh my God, look at all this sugary, corn-syrup infested crap! I should give out toothbrushes! Well, ok, they'd hate that. Maybe raisins."
Then I came to my senses and picked up some tooth-rotting, insulin-spiking chocolatey goodness.