Okayā¦Iām that houseā¦the one without a jack-o-lanternā¦the one with the lights offā¦the one with the blinds closedā¦the one without candyā¦Bertha said I am a Halloween Scroogeā¦
Butā¦in fairness to meā¦I live in an off the main path neighborhoodā¦with all grownupsā¦we just donāt get trick-or-treatersā¦well maybe a random oneā¦but for the most partā¦nadaā¦
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Megan…A really good witch! |
So I decidedā¦not for the first timeā¦to not participateā¦for one thingā¦I tend to eat all the leftover candyā¦wellā¦thatās a good excuseā¦Iām cutting backā¦
Anywayā¦the interesting thing isā¦that even though I wasnāt expecting anyone to comeā¦I couldnāt enjoy my eveningā¦every time I heard a carā¦I wondered if they were coming to my doorā¦and if I should say I had no candyā¦or offer a piece of my private collection of Dark Chocolate…(so much for the cutting back defense)ā¦I kept looking out the windowā¦I was tenseā¦
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Bailey…Definitely worth climbing a tower to see! |
Bertha laughed at meā¦she was dressed as Dorothy…ruby high-heeled slippers and allā¦of course she would dress upā¦she said I was just proving Mark Twain rightā¦you knowā¦I am an old man and have known a great many troublesā¦but most of them never happenedā¦

Iād love to say that Iāve learned my lessonā¦that next year Iāll relaxā¦and buy a small bag of candyā¦but who knowsā¦a lot can happen in a yearā¦
Nowā¦just as an added noteā¦I would have answered the door for my adorable granddaughtersā¦if they just werenāt an eleven hour drive away!
Jane