Halloween Crack
It's the opposites in life that make it interesting, sure. Like how I love the black, orange & purple fun of Halloween yet cringe at the onslaught of crummy candy I never let my kids eat (unless they've begged particularly well & I'm very worn out by the register, but that's another blog...). I still love Halloween & it's goofy fun, but as the years wear on I wonder if I'm becoming a real fuddy-duddy. My kids are given candy by the school, the local malls, the pumpkin festival, yadda, yadda. Then there's trick or treating. Does it never end???!!! Here we are a nation of folks struggling with weight & since candy is cheap, everyone is slingin' it at our kiddos. I would mount a full-scale retaliatory attack, but for a shameful little secret in my closet.
They say the first step is to admit the problem, so I'm going to take a risk here & go for it. I have a Halloween addiction. I've tried to kick it for years with no success. It holds me in it's sticky-sweet sway every fall. Once I see the hallowed (in an evil way) bags filled with the yellow, orange & white triangles, I start to sweat. The monkey on my back starts going nuts. And I tell myself this year will be different....
But it never is. Every year I eat (by myself) an entire bag of candy corn. It's Halloween Crack, I tell ya. You think you can just have a few & quit...but oh sister....the wretched lies we tell ourselves... I know people who live for the Harvest Mix and I enjoy the pumpkins alright. God help me if they ever offer to let us mainline the candy corn, tho. I'll be crawling on the street for it. It's insane. I'm too smart for this. I know better. It's going straight to my thighs. I know this, but I can't stop. Heaven help me, I can't stop!!!!
So, it's from this place of guilt & my own young memories of waundering the streets under a sweaty princess mask in an itchy dress thrilling to the satisfying clunk in my orange, plastic bucket that I buckle under the conviction to fight the candy monsters of Halloween. The best I can think to do (& I've done it for years, mind you) is sort through the night after they go to bed & throw out the worst stuff. Then reduce their larders as far as I dare each night thereafter. I wish I knew a better way to not create such waste, but hey, what am I gonna do...give it to the hungry to create further health issues? That'd be way too much guilt to bear. And they might stop making candy corn...now that's a true Halloween nightmare!
A safe & happy Harvest & Halloween season to you all!
PS Christie from Seattle had a great idea I thought I'd pass on....it's possible to send candy shipments to the soldiers, just check with your local base or you can use this excellent website as a starting point to figure how to support our troops...it's a great site I just learned about. http://www4.army.mil/outreach/support/