Hi harpy-friends! It’s Friday, Friday, Gotta-Get-Down-On-Friday, and although I have no Partyin’! Partyin’! (YEAH!) plans, I’m in a strangely good mood. Because I have candy corn.
Brach’s candy corn, which is really the only kind worth buying (IMO), which is only available for about four-to-six weeks in the fall, and around which I cannot control myself. I will eat it until I am literally ill from sugar-overload. And then I will have “just a couple more” pieces.
We’re just over a week out from Halloween, so I’ll probably have to lay in another bag to get me through the holiday, at which point I’ll need to detox for another year.
So what am I getting for all those trick-0r-treaters? What trick-or-treaters? We haven’t had any come to our door in years. But that doesn’t stop me or the Dude from acting like 8 year olds: OOOH, Peanut M&Ms! PixyStix! Ewww, circus peanuts! True, I won’t be buying much of anything until November 1, because I am poooooor, but watch out, I will drop the People’s Elbow on anyone who tries to get in between me and a half-price bag of Reese’s mini peanut-butter cups.
I’m old enough that part of my childhood included apples and homemade popcorn balls, which were always disappointing. I would hoard Mr. Goodbars and bite-sized Snickers, and pretend to valiantly “share” all those Special Darks and butterscotch drops with my parents. (Bleaahhh.)
So–obviously–today’s FFT is about your favorite (and of course least favorite) Halloween treats. Time to wax nostalgic about your years as a trick-or-treater, or just admit your cheap-and-junky sugar fixes now. And what, if anything, do you pass out on Halloween? Are you the splurger who kids seek out from far-flung neighborhoods? Or is your name cursed by children who remember you as “the toothbrush lady”? I remember you, Toothbrush House.
Get your jitters under control and tell us!