We were ready for this Halloween. We'd been warned. My Father, when we moved in, warned us that we would be deluged with trick-or-treaters. The people across the street told us that they went through fifteen bags last year. We stocked up. We got Snickers, Milky Way, Nestle Crunch (milk, white, AND caramel), Kit Kats, Nerds, Baby Ruths, Three Musketeers, Whoppers, ... we got candy. Oh, do we have candy.
Our bell rang four times.
Now, there are some extenuating circumstances. It was pouring in Tacoma for much of the prime trick-or-treating window. Plus, we missed a bit of that window picking up the Beetle from the shop. And our immediate neighbors (even Ms. Fifteen Bags) seemed to skip giving out candy this year.
But still... FOUR? During the wildfires in San Diego a couple years ago, when half our damned town burned down, we still had like 20 kids come to the door.
Now we have candy. Waaaay to much candy.
Posted by Frinklin at October 31, 2005 08:41 PM | TrackBack