No Tricks... And all the Treats are FOR ME!!!

I got two bags of candy at the store last weekend, seeing as last year Zig forgot to turn the porch light off and was caught off guard by dozens of little sprouts demanding booty. (Fortunately his personal stash was large enough to accomodate the little beggars, but it made a marked impression on him. This year, he reminded me no less than 6 times not to forget to either buy candy, or turn the porch light off.) So... Candy was purchased and the porch light was left on, but there were no children. I saw them go buy on the opposite side of the street, but they never crossed over to visit us. Perhaps its because our neighbor is the Creepy, Crazy Old Man type that is featured heavily in Urban Legends about modern cannibals. Or maybe our side of the street has come up with a bad reputation for "slim pickins" when it comes to candy provisioning. Either way, Zig and I now have two bags of candy that we will be forced to eat ourselves. Quelle horreur!

I certainly hope it's not a sign that this holiday is falling into disfavor! Despite my reluctance to put on a costume and be creepy myself, I love seeing other people dressed up in Halloween finery and getting a chance to play at being the person they always wanted to be for a change.