I already posted this on Good Stuff, but I love it SO MUCH. A Paralympic skier in costume as the lamp from A Christmas Story: [link]
That's awesome!
Matilda's school has gone all out for Halloween. The courtyard is filled with Halloween games like pumpkin bowling (the pins are plastic bottles painted to look like ghosties).
The teachers dressed up and each class grade came as themed groups. So among the first grade teachers, Mr. Draven came in full Edward Scissorshands costume, and Ms. Ekta (Matilda's teacher) and Ms. Schultze came as two of his clients. So their hair was sprayed four feet up from their head into sculpted forms. It was hilarious.
All the kids get dressed in costumes at 9:45 and parade the neighborhood and come back and play Halloween games. Then half the parents will check their kids out and take them down to the Giants parade.
I'm working from home today, as I usually do on Wednesdays. This time there are two bags of Halloween candy here with me. Less than 20 feet away. I don't want to give out crap candy, because I don't want to be that person--the one who feels they should give out candy, but kinda resents it, so they get the crappiest candy in the store, and then when the kids get home they eat the chocolate, and the sweet-tarts, and maybe some licorice-based candies, and then there are the crap candies sitting in the kids' plastic pumpkins, a sugar hit in a pinch but still a waxy, funny tasting bunch of candy that they probably don't want to throw away ('cause, candy!) but they don't really want to eat either, so it goes into the back of the closet and a month or so later they discover an ant infestation due to the sugar and the kid gets Ant Fear for the rest of his life, all because I handed out crap candy on Halloween.
So I have the good stuff (Reeses cups and Kit-Kats) and it's calling me.
But at least while I'm typing the longest run-on sentence in recent history, I'm not getting up off the couch and mugging the candy bowl for chocolate-peanut butter goodness.
So there's that.
Nuh-uh, the names were drawn the other day.
But at least while I'm typing the longest run-on sentence in recent history, I'm not getting up off the couch and mugging the candy bowl for chocolate-peanut butter goodness.
Whatever works.
Sara is a pirate this year, but the school stuff is delayed till Friday due to muddy grounds and the chance of rain today, and probably everyone needing to simply get back to speed before plunging into a sugar high.
I suggest putting the candy in the trunk of your car, or someplace equivalently far away. It will still call, but more faintly.
well I told it to draw 11/1. BUGGERS.
But at least while I'm typing the longest run-on sentence in recent history, I'm not getting up off the couch and mugging the candy bowl for chocolate-peanut butter goodness.
We bought our candy (the good stuff -- Snickers and Milky Ways) on Sunday, so as to not have it in the house tempting my weak will and sugar cravings for too long. As of now, the candy bags are all unopened. You may think 3 days is no big deal, but that is a goddamned record in this house. I feel like a junkie fighting off the urge for some smack.
Flea, you are brilliant. The candy is now in the car, which is actually closer to where I'm sitting, but I have to put on shoes and find keys to access it.
I am buying candy on the way home tonight. While I can resist, mac...NO WAY.
