Oh my goodness.
Last night was a roaring success. Everyone should have a Halloween crazy dinner.
On to the matter of no costume, no candy.
I swear by all that is holy, the universe heard my frustration. No lie, we had three groups of kids last night.
One hoard first. Every single one in costume. Even the old ones.
The next, older-ish, but both in costume, and accompanied by parent.
And the last, quite young, but in costume, and accompanied by parent.
You could have knocked me over with a feather.
I swear, every time I put my foot down and make an awful proclamation that I am not going to take it anymore, the universe hears, acknowledges, and rearranges things so that I am left either thinking that I am crazy, made things up, or was imagining things.
So I thank each and every single one of you blessed angels that commented and particularly the shy ones that emailed me to tell me about all the manner-challenged terrorists that came pounding on your doors each Halloween to demand their free candy. It let me know I wasn’t imagining this, and that I certainly wasn’t alone.
Could it be that ranting about it somehow broke the curse? Oh hush. I’m southern. Talking about breaking a curse simply means that you jinx it. Hush hush.
And I am laughing my not petite little tush off at my husband. I have said before I’m off chocolate here (migraine sufferer). No chocolate in the world is worth the headache pain anymore, so I just won’t eat it.
Apparently, he was expecting an incoming Mongolian army, so purchased Halloween candy according. We now have enough chocolate stocked up in this house to last through Y3K.
It appears, for budgeting sake, I’ll be baking with chocolate a lot this Christmas season.
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November 2nd, 2007 at 5:27 pm
I’m glad to hear the party was a success.
My sister and I took my oldest and her youngest out trick or treating on Halloween night. As we were driving down this street and that, I would see these groups of older kids with bags hanging from every arm and not one person dressed in costume amongst the whole group. Your “No Costume, No Candy” post kept ringing in my head. I glared at every group as we passed while saying to myself, “You better hope I don’t see you on my doorstep asking for candy later!”
I heard later that a lot of older girls were telling people they were dressed up as one of the Bratz dolls. WHA…who could tell??? They dressed just as they did when they went to school that day, what’s the difference!??!
The hubby said we didn’t get many trick-or-treaters while I was gone. And at the time I got back, I figured all the little ones would be headed home for bed and school the next day, so I shut off the porch light and said a relieved, yet somewhat sad goodnight and goodbye to another Halloween season.
I do loves me some Halloween! I can’t wait to do it again next year!