And when we first moved into our house, I was excited to decorate for Halloween and buy tons'o'bad-for-me'candy and give it to all the cute little kids who were going to be ringing my doorbell...
I'm Catholic but I live in an Orthodox Jewish neighborhood. We get some trick-or-treaters but we don't get nearly enough for me to dole out a candy bar or two or twelve to get rid of said bad-for-me-candy... So for a while I bought a bag of candy I didn't really like so there'd be no temptation to eat it.
You see where this is going? There are starving children... and I ate the candy I didn't like, so I went back to buying what I did like - it wasn't worth feeling sick over what I ate...
Then I finally figured it out.
Don't be home on Halloween. Go to your sister-in-law's house, go to B&N, go shopping, go out to dinner,
So this year I went to my sister-in-law's (option #1 above!) and that was cool 'cause I got to see my little E dressed up like Madonna, right down to the fingerless gloves! She was so cute! [Oh, before I cause you all to have a mini-stroke at the thought of cone-shaped brassieres on a little almost-16-month-old, we're talking Like-a-Virgin-Madonna with a pink/white/gray/black tulle skirt, a poofy and lacy barette with hot pink ribbons/feathers in her hair, flat pink glitter maryjane shoes, black leggings, and a cute top with her initial "E" on the front... nothing inappropriate...]
Then I came to work today, and caught up on one of my favorite blog feeds, Carrying a Cat by the Tail.
Did YOU know God tastes like salt? Intrigued? Read Spuds' Halloween post!!! You'll know from whence I speak... Word to the wise: do NOT be drinking your hot coffee or cold Dr. Pepper/Diet Coke when you read the punchline!!!