Halloween is about a week away, and I can’t wait for it to be over. It makes me gain weight.
We don’t have a lot of Trick or Treaters in our neighborhood, so I bought only a couple bags of individually wrapped candies to pass out. And I bought things I personally like: Snickers®, Crunch®, you can see a chocolate theme going on here.
That was last month, and I’m not proud to say that I’ve eaten every single piece since then. So out I went to the store to buy more; and I’m half-way through the new batch. Martha Stewart notwithstanding, this isn’t a good thing.
My current plan is to run to the store early on the morning of October 31, hope there is still Halloween candy left, and buy the minimum to get by. I’ve asked my neighbor, Clara, to hold it for me until the little urchins start coming at the appointed hour. That way, at least, I’ll have something for them. And then I’ll eat what’s left.
Next year I hope to talk Earl into going out to dinner on Halloween. It’s much better for my waist line.
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