Halloween: the Aftermath

Halloween was a real bust this year. Between the drizzly, rainy weather and the World Series, we had fewer than 40 trick-or-treaters. On a Saturday, no less!

Little Brother got a ton of candy, though. He came home, spilled out his pillowcase and immediately started divvying it up. No one was here to trade with him, so he went straight into donation mode. “Mom, do you like this? Does Big Brother like this? What about Middle Sister?”

I left a bowl on the coffee table labeled “Donations Gratefully Accepted.” It’s full.

Big Brother is happy that not too many kids came here, because his friends all bailed on the plan to come and trick-or-treat in this neighborhood. He’s claiming the leftovers. (Note to Big Brother: the Milky Ways are MINE.)

There were two parents who came to my door in costume and bearing bags of candy. Really? Parents–trick-or-treating? Come on! (Yes, I gave them candy.)

I was not so kind to the three “repeaters” who showed up here. Maybe if they’d left more than a 5-minute interval between visits, I’d have forgotten them and given them a second handful of candy.

And in the middle of the day I ran out to Petsmart to load up on birdseed–it was the last day of a really good sale on the 40-lb bags. Remind me never again to go to Petsmart on Saturday. It was nuts in there. All kinds of pets, and people milling around the deeply-discounted “dog costume” display. Spare me. On my way out of the parking lot, I passed the Halloween store, where a kid walking out of the store with his mom was wearing a t-shirt that said “This IS my costume.” I hate that kind of thing; it seems so rude. Guess who showed up at my house a few hours later wanting candy?

Middle Sister went out with friends in a different neighborhood. I think she learned her lesson: many people were clearly home but didn’t open the door when they knocked. Next time, her friends can all come here.

Big relief: not too many “out-of-line” costumes this year. Even most of the older girls were dressed “cute” rather than “hooker.” I saw a lot of pirates, Star Wars characters and insect (butterfly, ladybug, caterpillar) and The Wizard of Oz was big this year too. In fact, my dentist and her entire office was dressed up in Wizard of Oz costumes. Let me tell you, it’s hard to take a dentist seriously when she’s dressed as Glinda, the Good Witch of the North.

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