Monday, October 31, 2011


Happy Halloween!

Mine was insane as always.  Thirty minutes before the kids should be out the door, dinner wasn't ready.  I had a migraine all day and left it to my husband, who was attempting to fix something fancy.  Two minutes after I came downstairs, I learned it was something that involved a blender.  For those of you that don't have migraines, the sound of a blender is equivalent to having a knife stuck through your skull and into your frontal lobe.

My front door opens to a hallway with a clear view of the kitchen sink.  The sink was more terrifying than any costume.

My smallest decided he wasn't going.  Then he was.  Then he wasn't.  Then he was. 

My middle son was an angry bird with a slightly too large costume.  It was expensive and very uncomfortable. 

My daughter had her boyfriend over.  I think we have certainly made him terrified of marriage.  Maybe that's a good thing.  I asked him if his house was this chaotic on Halloween.  He said, "No."

I went outside only five minutes after the first kid came to the door.  I put a small snickers in my mouth and noticed the candy bowl was only half full.  Our neighborhood is infested with thousands of children.  We had about one hundred treats. 

My daughter and her boyfriend offered to ditch the boys and walk to the store to get more candy.  About an hour later, when I saw the bottom of the candy bowl and saw the hoards of children coming down the street, I went inside to look for last year's leftover candy.  I know it's wrong, but I was desperate.  I think the suckers would be OK, but the tootsie rolls looked a little hard.  My husband and I debated the shelf life of tootsie rolls for 15 minutes.  Luckily, the teens came home with plenty of candy and saved the day.  I tossed the old candy. 

Two kids (not mine) were very rude.  One said, "Trick or treat, smell my feet...."  Another made a nasty comment when I said his costume was scary.  Only the preschool crowd said Thank You.  I kind of wished I had used the old candy after all. 

Two kids came without real costumes.  I applauded them for not wasting their parents' money.

Now, my boys are in and are eating just one more piece of candy, the teens are gone, my husband took over passing out candy, and my migraine is back in full force. 

My little guy is crying, "I want one more!  I WANT ONE MORE!  I WANT ONE TOMORROW!!!" (By tomorrow, I think he means now.)

How was your Halloween?


  1. Oh my....I'm working on chapter 52 to Seconhand Shoes taking a break while I toss around some ideas.

  2. I dont do Halloween. SO....while hubby was at work(he works night), I curled up on the couch and watched TV....I hope that your migraine goes away quickly....