Our Hallowe’en was a relatively quiet one, but fun. Candy Apples, gourmet treats, and a pumpkin carved as Dracula in honour of the late Christopher Lee.
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Someone in this household picked up discount Hallowe’en candy at the grocery store. And it’s a Coffee Crisp-heavy load. To quote the Husbeast, “I love Coffee Crisp, and I never get any for Hallowe’en”.
When I was a kid, I had to fight tooth-and-nail for Coffee Crisp and Mars. For years, I’d be absolutely positive that there would be Coffee Crisp and Mars bars in my Hallowe’en haul, but after Mum and Dad had gone through all the candy for “Safety Reasons”, there wasn’t a sign of either kind of candy bar. Apparently the “Safety Reasons” included “Confiscation of all Coffee Crisp and Mars mini chocolate bars” (Dad is the Coffee Crisp culprit. Mum likes Mars bars). In addition, they attempted to make the candy last longer by locking it away in a cupboard. I’m not sure if that was a blessing or a curse.
I have a feeling that the year my brother and I rebelled and told Mum and Dad that we would “risk it” was the year the Hallowe’en magic died for them. What I don’t understand is this:
If Robin is able to go out and buy his own bloody Coffee Crisp mini chocolate bars, why were my parents unable to do the same thing? I love you, Mum and Dad, but stealing your kids’ mini chocolate bars instead of buying your own stash is just a wee bit more than a little twisted, don’t you think?
I have four unlit jack o’lanterns in my kitchen, giving me this soulful look of “you know you want to light us, right?? I also have way too much leftover candy that is very quickly making its way into my bloodstream.
Apparently November is Movember, which means that most of my guy friends will be growing moustaches. As the Husbeast rocks the moustache/goatee year-round (I doubt I’d recognize him if he shaved), that won’t be happening around here. However, it is also apparently National Novel Writing Month, National Blog Posting Month, and apparently National Knit a Sweater Month. I’m trying to figure which nation is doing all this at once, but it sure makes for a month full of inspiration and opportunity for us bystanders! I’m thinking I may try my hand at the daily Blog Posting, as that had been my intention at the beginning of the year (and may have been a bit ambitious, in retrospect).
Haven’t chosen a Skinflint Sock Club sock for the month. The Sock Knitter’s Anonymous board on Ravelry has chosen “Man Socks” as its theme, so I’m thinking that would be a good place to start. I still have another Dadsock to knit for Yule, so that works to my advantage!
Last year we left off getting a pumpkin until the last minute. And then we couldn’t find one if our lives depended on it, and even the faux Pumpkins at Michael’s Crafts were gone, and I was a very sad lady.
Because I like to carve pumpkins. To the point where, after gutting the fourth pumpkin, Robin mentioned that maybe, just maybe, I like gutting pumpkins just a little too much.
Happy Hallowe’en/Samhain to everyone! I’m going to spend the evening with some creative mood lighting and way too much candy than a person who hasn’t sent an 8-year old out on the town should have…