March 21, 2012


Um, I think I might have bought too much Halloween candy.

Mostly tart fruity things. Yum.

There is a basket that sits by our front door that is full of the extra candy from Halloween. I bought two giant bags from Sam’s, and didn’t have enough kiddos to polish it off. I’m not a big candy eater, and this stuff is getting old. Can candy go bad? I had a stretch there in the winter where I was sneaking a baggie of Skittles to sneakily eat at recess to make the freezing cold time go faster, but I’ve been slacking off.

Note to self: Eat more candy. Or do a snow dance.

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4 Responses to “Trikertreet”

  1. Brad Said on:

    I have a bowl of aging candy as well. As a kid, I wondered why adults didn’t just eat candy all the time. Now I know why. I don’t want to eat candy all the time. But I don’t understand it -Have my taste buds changed? Have I gotten sick enough times to know better?

    Now if there was a big bowl of prime rib by your door, that would be a completely different story…


  2. Deborah Said on:

    I saw that by your door the other day and almost took some. Then I noticed that it was mostly tart, fruity candy, and I don’t particularly care for that. So I guess I can’t help you out.


  3. Beth Said on:

    My kids don’t ever eat all the candy they get for holidays.

    After Halloween they eat a little and then it sits until Christmas, when I throw it away and they restock. Until Valentine’s Day, when I throw away the CHristmas stuff and they restock. Easter. Fourth of July. Halloween. Repeat.

    It’s a wonder we don’t have bugs.

    (Also, I prefer my sugar in liquid-Pepsi form. Candy can rot in my presence. Unless it’s Mounds. Then I have a complete lack of self-control.)

    Um…enough about me. Gah! That “me” post of yours haunts me.


  4. Peggy Said on:

    Romper, stomper, bomper boo
    Tell me, tell me, tell me….do,
    I see many of my friends today: York Peppermint Patty, Hershey Special Dark, Twix

    (I waited patiently every show for my name to be said, but it never was. Why couldn’t Miss Sally see me frantically flailing my arms?)


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