Showing posts with label thankful. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thankful. Show all posts

Monday, October 31, 2011

Treat Piques 'n Peccadilloes


Okay.  I’m going to step in it.  Halloween irks me.  So how about I leap-frog right over Halloween and get a head start on Thanksgiving.

This Halloween, I’m thankful that….

·        I live in an off-the-road, upstairs apartment with two sets of steep, wooden stairs on the dark side of the building.  Pretty sure I won’t have any costumed company, but I think I hid some Reese’s® PB cups around here somewhere….just in case;

·        my kids are grown so I won’t wake up tomorrow with a belly ache because I ate all the candy they didn’t like. There are starving people somewhere in the world and I can’t throw food away;

·        I’m not a teacher and won’t need extra sleep, Xanex® and a Kevlar® vest for the next week so I can manage a room full of sugar charged students who bring gummie bears, chocolate kisses and Dum Dums for snack and lunch then throw up in the middle of recess;

·        with the money I didn’t spend on four bags of Halloween candy I bought some vitamin C so I have a chance at not catching the next bug that the sugar disabled kids will start passing around next week, and Puffs® with lotion in case the vitamin C fails;

·         I have friends on Facebook who will post great pictures of their costumed kids and grandkids that I can ooooo and ahhhhh over, because they truly are adorable;

·        I have childhood memories of wearing my brother’s Pop Warner sweat infused football gear from door to door, dumping my loot out on the bed and swapping favorites with my sister; 

·        my sister didn’t like SweeTARTS® and I didn’t like Twizzlers®.  She was too young to know that a giant SweeTART® was worth more three Twizzler® and I never told her;

·        my mom kept Anbesol® on hand for the canker sores I inevitably got from eating too many SweeTARTS®;

·        giant SweeTARTS® will be on sale half price tomorrow at the corner drug store and they open at 7:30.  I should still be able to make it to work on time;

·        you may outgrow the tradition but never the memories.