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Happy Halloween!

This is the scariest time of the year--the time when I eat way too much candy!

I hope this year will be different. We don't have any youngsters trick or treating, so I can't get into my kids treats. Yes, I'm one of those mothers who did that...don't tell my boys!

Last year I thought I'd get smart and wait till Halloween before buying anything--thought I was so clever. Just as I was leaving to buy treats for the ghosts and goblins who'd soon be at our door, Richard told me he'd already bought everything.

"You have?" I asked. "I don't see anything."

"That's because I've hidden everything from you," he said. "I've got boxes of Mars Bars, Kit Kats, Smarties and Dairy Milk and bags of red and black licorice and a box of Swedish Berries. They're all stashed in the trunk of my car."

"What?!"

"I had to," he said. "Otherwise you'd eat it all."

Finally, after 34 years of marriage my husband was catching on to me. I just wish he hadn't bought my favourites. Trust me, though, I still ate at least three chocolate bars or two packs of licorice for every single treat I doled out. Not this year.

This year we aren't giving out any chocolate bars or any candies. Richard bought chips and chips alone. Don't get me wrong, I like chips too, but I can stop after one or two bags...okay maybe three or four bags (they're small after all!) and I won't have a crazy sugar-fuelled rush after doing so. At least that's the plan. Wish me luck.
My sweet little John-Boy with the pumpkin person we made Halloween 1986


Santa John, 1986


My three little firefighters, 1988


Goblins, skeletons and their pals 1998

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  1. ARTOctober 30, 2018 at 4:08 PM

    Happy Halloween! And enjoy the chips!!!

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    1. NancyOctober 31, 2018 at 5:05 PM

      Thanks, I know I will. Still, I wish I had a chocolate bar or twelve!

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