It's raining and cold out. I feel bad for the trick or treaters.
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Here too. Like, flash flood watch raining. Though it's calmed down a lot since the morning.
sj, here, too. A lot of municipalities have moved trick-or-treating to tomorrow or even later in the weekend (because Friday evenings are high-school football nights, of course). However, we live within the city limits (as does flea and family, although they live almost at the easternmost edge of city limits), and city of Cincinnati has not moved trick-or-treating.
My new boss, who is in Chicago, said she saw on the news that Cincinnati's weather was so bad that trick-or-treating would be moved. That...doesn't seem newsworthy in any city other than ours.
Totally unrelatedly, can I just say how good coconut chips are? SO GOOD.
The whole idea of trick-or-treating being moved seems bizarre to me. When I was a kid, it was never something that was official enough that it could be moved. The official trick-or-treating times in my town seem weird to me, too. Kids actually obey them! I remember trick-or-treating as being pretty much kid-centered. We would have been outraged at any adult other than our parents telling us that we were limited to certain times.
We would have been outraged at any adult other than our parents telling us that we were limited to certain times.
I get that, but...if all the adults (who actually hold the keys to the candy) agree that it's a certain day and time, the kids can show up and demand all the candy they want, but they're going to go away empty-handed.
And typing that sentence made me realize I have crossed over from Sprightly Young Impetuous Darling all the way into Cranky Old Fuddy-Duddy Hey Get Offa My Lawn.
I'd like to point out that at least Cincinnati has Graeter's which, at this time of year, regardless of whether the Great Pumpkin arrives, the Graeter's Pumpkin WILL.
Mmmm...pumpkin ice cream.
I was born a cranky old fuddy-duddy. I have a headache right now that makes me want to shut off all the lights and eat the candy myself rather than answering the door.
and the problem with that is?
Yeah, last year some kids showed up at 5:30 and POUNDED on the door. Trick-or-treat starts at 6:00. I wanted to open the door and yell at them, but instead I ran for the pantry and grabbed the candy. Because it was Halloween, damn it.
Man, I just looked outside, and it is NEVER going to stop raining. This is nuts.