NoBloPoMo

Is it November 1 already? Well, that kind of snuck right up. Anyhow, we’re off to a rousing start, this being the first day of NoBloPoMo and all. Only 29 more exciting and entertaining posts to go I’m so excited that I signed upin a moment of pure madness–really I am.

So yesterday was Halloween, which next to my birthday, is one of my favorite holidays of the year (What? You don’t consider your birthday, the very day you were born, to be worthy of being considered a holiday? Madness, I say, pure madness). I was especially excited this year as we had moved from the sketchier part of town (Ooh..look…you’re a…um…angry trick-or-treater? Just put down the gun and I’ll give you all the candy and no one gets hurt–its win-win!) to a nicer suburban part of town this past spring and I fully expected loads of pleasant apple-cheeked youth to make a stop at our house while out collecting their Halloween loot (Yes, I hallucinate often. Why do you ask?). I carved pumpkins and we had the Halloween Candy Bowl stocked right to the top (with good candy too–no crappy raisins or safety suckers here). Would you like to guess how many little goblins stopped by last night?

4. Yes, that’s right- four trick or treaters total. In fact, the four were all together, so we only got one group for the entire evening. I even went outside several times, just to make sure that the lights were on and our little house looked like we wanted company. The entire neighborhood, porch lights all ablaze, was completely devoid of any little trick-or-treaters. Some of our neighbors gave up and turned their lights off early. I stuck it out until 9:15pm, but eventually gave up that anyone would be stopping by.

I have eaten enough chocolate to make myself sick and my husband forcibly handed me the Halloween bowl on my way out the door to work this morning with strict instructions not to bring it home until the bowl was completely empty. Consequently, my office has been pretty popular all day long. I’m sure its just my winning smile and warm personality, but I don’t think the vast amount of chocolate in the big orange bowl hurts either.

In other exciting news, tomorrow I surprise my boss and tell her I’m resigning. Whee!