Give me something good to eat. I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween. Monday happened to be the worst day of the year for me, but that’s water under the bridge now. Tomorrow IS another day. I hold fast to that promise every night.
All joking aside, I hope everyone managed to get home after fighting the extraordinary volume of traffic on Monday evening. A normally semi-unpleasant 30 min drive from the train station turned into a horrible 1 hr 15 min drive. I stumbled out of my car to almost kiss the ground and Josh still wasn’t home. No time for savoring the end of my horrific day, I had to rush in and get ready for the onslaught of trick-or-treaters I was sure were only minutes away. Since I live in an apartment complex I was sure that I could count on a lot of kids swarming the neighborhood looking for candy.
At 7:15 I had my first and only batman.
I had put the caramel chewy candies with the white stuff in the middle (whatever they are called) into the bowl first, thinking that only if I were bombarded would I then pull out my chocolate stash. You don’t think that I was about to put my mound of chocolate-y goodness out for first picks! No way! What do you take me for? I had some good stuff! Anyway, I put out the caramel thingys in the bowl and sat back to wait. Pretty soon Harper went nuts and I went to answer the door:
Me: “Hey! Look at you, Batman! How are you doing?”
Batman: “uh”
Me shoving the pumpkin bowl under his nose: “Take as many as you like!”
Batman taking only one candy: “oh.”
Me: “Are you sure you don’t want anymore?”
Batman: “that’s ok.”
Me: “oh”
Batman: “thanks”
Me regaining composure: “Well, Happy Halloween!”
He scampered off up the stairs to join his buddies. That’s right. His buddies. I could hear them. I think they sent him down to me to see if I had good candy, and when he saw my caramel things, he went back and told his friends not to bother with the nice lady and her crazy dog.
I was passed by on Halloween. Children didn’t WANT my candy.
Oh, well. That just means that there is more chocolate for me. Plus, when Josh got home, he asked me how I knew that those caramel things were his favorite.
*smile*
P.S. Goetze’s Caramel Creams! That’s what they are. Christmas Idea for Josh…
Goetze’s Candy Co., Inc.
