
After being in a high-rise apartment building full of singles, couples with no kids, and old people, I was looking foward to having trick-or-treaters this year. I was going to wear something silly and throw candy at children...really is there a better way to spend the evening?
I rushed home after work (this was the night before my first event for A2-Alz. Assoc, so I was freaking), picked up Ken from school, forgot I had no candy, rushed to the store, grabbed the only candy that wasn't that gross black-and-orange silly-putty-taffy candy, and turned my porch light on and waited. And waited...and waited. Nothing happened...no kids prancing around as a Telletubie or punk rocker. I am very dissapointed and very sick of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups--Ken likes them so I got alot to give him the extra, but not we are way too chockful of peanuty "goodness."

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Hate that! I ended up taking lots of sweets in to work with me the next day! And I even had a lit Jack
O'Lantarn in the window and everything! Well, at least Munchkin and I had fun carving that!
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