Happy All NaNo’s Eve
Kevin and I have handed out candy every Halloween since we bought our house. The first year was a kind of milestone: our first trick-or-treaters in our first house together. Awwwww.
Of course, this new warm-fuzzy didn’t come without a price - specifically, the big fight we got into earlier that day in grocery store.
It went something like this: I felt one can never have enough bags of Halloween candy, and Kevin disagreed, suggesting that I was an impulse-buying spendthrift. I countered loudly that he was a party-pooping tightwad. Soon the bags were flying in and out of the shopping cart with increasing violence and nearby children were crying into the backs of their mothers’ knees.
The fight ended with me grabbing the cart and ordering Kevin to “just go away and let me buy the fucking candy.” He stomped off, disappearing into the dairy section to mollify himself with free cheese samples.
We reconvened later at the register, Kevin glaring in stony silence as the cashier rang up approximately 300 bags of mini-Snickers. He stayed mad at me for the whole rest of the day, until the first trick-or-treater showed up at the door, which is when warm-fuzzy kicked in and all was forgiven.1
We’ve managed to make it through subsequent Halloweens without arguing, mainly because I say “Yes, dear” on the shopping trips and then supplement the candy stash on my own time.
This year it may be a moot point, however. Tonight Kevin will be helping a friend move into a new place, and I will be hard at work worrying about the story I’ll begin writing in just twenty-four hours for NaNoWriMo.
My brain is crowded with vague characters elbowing each other and staking out territory and badgering me for a plot. How can I court the muse with the constant interruption of needy, masked midgets at my door?
Then again, if I hide in the dark all night, I’ll be stuck with 300 bags of candy. And with my luck, all my characters will be doing Sugar Busters.
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- And for the record, even with all the extra bags of candy I bought, we still ran out too early. Let that be a lesson to all party-pooping tightwads. [↩]
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All-righty then. So here’s how it REALLY happened:
It was our first year in the new house. Awww. Since we had no data as to candy consumption by local costumed midgets, it seemed a prudent risk mitigation approach to limit the candy purchase to a single bag of high quality candy (chocolate) and several bags of lower quality candy (sugar). This would have the benefit of providing a suitable amount of candy if turnout was high, but reduced financial losses and potential weight gains if turnout was low. It also provided for a reasonable mixture of candy in the halloween bowl, allowing each costumed midget to make a choice as to what they wanted, provided they arrived prior to the quality candy being dispensed. This had the additional benefit of discouraging repeat visits by older costumed midgets who were less cute and more liable to egg our new house.
Needless to say, I was instantly branded a party-pooping tightwad who ruined halloween forever.
I will state for the record that we now only purchase low quality, sugar-based candy, as evidenced by the photo in the post, due to our inability to not eat leftover chocolate treats.
It’s Nov 1. Good luck with your novel. I can’t wait for you to post it! You will post it, right??
“Since we had no data as to candy consumption by local costumed midgets, it seemed a prudent risk mitigation approach to limit the candy purchase..” Grinch, ain’t NOBODY gonna take your side with a comment like that.;-)