We really like our new neighborhood. People are free to put flower pots and pumpkins and plastic bloody hands and Freddie Krueger heads out on their front porches without any fear of them being stolen. This is the first time in over a decade that we haven't had a lock on our mailbox. There aren't any pimps or hos around, either, which we appreciate. It's novel, and nice.
My mother told us we're probably going to have a million trick-or-treaters on Halloween. We've never had trick-or-treaters before! Hubby is taking it all very seriously. Not only has he decorated the front porch in a motif most festive, but he's also been slowly stocking up on our candy supply. He's uber concerned that we have enough on the big night.
Incidentally, when did Halloween candy get so pricey? Is it me, or is it kind of douchy that a twelve dollar bag of candy be labeled a "Value Pack?" What kind of a-hole signed off on that? Maybe I should make a sign denouncing corporate candy makers and go sit with the Occupy Boston kids. But then I might have to punch myself in the face.
And I digress. Hubby has been buying a couple of bags of candy a week and attempting in vain to hide them from me. I've actually restrained myself thus far, only stealing two Milky Ways for myself and a Kit Kat for Lukey the Wonder Nephew as a reward for his pooping on the potty. It's possible I'm maturing. Or perhaps I'm merely distracted by those Halloween Oreos. (Orange creme filling! But still that same great taste!) On average, I've been eating about 20 a day.
This will be our sweet baby's very first Halloween. It's also Hubby the Scorpio's 33rd birthday. I'm taking the day off of work so I can be home and savor every minute.
I've always loved the Fall. This afternoon I plucked a bright red leaf off of the ground and held it up in front of my baby's big blue eyes. For whatever reason, this leaf made him laugh really, really hard. And then I was laughing, too.
I hope this weekend finds you sipping a pumpkiny latte of some sort, Dear Reader. Maybe you'll even crunch some red and orange leaves beneath your feet, if your location permits, or share a belly laugh with someone who makes you happy.
xoxo
