Happy Halloween :)
Nov. 1st, 2010 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
conuly
We had a pretty uninspiring haul this year - mostly because I cut trick-or-treating short so Evangeline could do her Star Student poster. Even so, though, it's all sucky candy! (On the other hand, we finally got boo'd this morning. Twice, in fact. Here I'd pretty much given up hope of anybody reciprocating, and instead we get outshone! I know exactly who did it, of course. Theoretically this is all a "you don't know who got you!" sorta thing, but in actuality I've taken to going up to people and warning them in advance. In extreme cases, I actually hand off the bags directly to the parent outside of school! (The one day I tried this whole "secret drop" thing with extra supplies I got caught every single time. It's amazing that anybody at all will listen to you when you're prowling around their porch, waving your arm, and screaming "NO! GO AWAY!" in a whisper.) Well, so long as the children are taken in, that's what matters, right?)
But you know, it was an early day for everybody! I know it's a weekend, but coming around at 3pm? Everybody off the streets by 7? We ran out of glow-sticks. I wasn't giving out candy this year, so I estimated we'd need somewhere around 110 of the things based upon historical trends. I got 150 because they're in packs of 50, and we ran out. (Well, we had ten left when I went inside. I just left them on the bottom step of the porch and assumed anybody coming along could figure it out for themselves.)
I saw somebody I knew from middle school*, who asked me "you still read a book a week?" Please. Vile calumny! I never read a book a week! I read a book a day, and I did back then too!
*In and of itself, nothing remarkable. This happens to me just about every time I drop by the supermarket. Nobody ever leaves this neighborhood. Except this guy, who did leave, went all the way to Virginia, and apparently decided that the thing to do was bring his kids back specifically to trick-or-treat in the Land of the Stairs.
But you know, it was an early day for everybody! I know it's a weekend, but coming around at 3pm? Everybody off the streets by 7? We ran out of glow-sticks. I wasn't giving out candy this year, so I estimated we'd need somewhere around 110 of the things based upon historical trends. I got 150 because they're in packs of 50, and we ran out. (Well, we had ten left when I went inside. I just left them on the bottom step of the porch and assumed anybody coming along could figure it out for themselves.)
I saw somebody I knew from middle school*, who asked me "you still read a book a week?" Please. Vile calumny! I never read a book a week! I read a book a day, and I did back then too!
*In and of itself, nothing remarkable. This happens to me just about every time I drop by the supermarket. Nobody ever leaves this neighborhood. Except this guy, who did leave, went all the way to Virginia, and apparently decided that the thing to do was bring his kids back specifically to trick-or-treat in the Land of the Stairs.
