Halloween offers a plethora of guilty pleasures for adults. The opportunity to dress up in a sexy costume for those young enough to actually look sexy. The opportunity to sneak mini Herseys from their children’s trick or treat bags. for those too out-of-shape for fishnet stockings or tattooed torsos, Or, for empty-nesters, the opportunity to eat a whole Costco-sized bag of Snickers bought in advance.
I fall in the last category. And I usually avoid temptation by buying Smarties or Dum-Dums which I know I won’t eat. But a recent blog has dumped guilt onto even this strategy. The blogger makes the point that Halloween is the one time of the year that little children come to our house to ask for something. The one time of the year! And here I’ve been giving these little children the sugared equivalent of stones or serpents.
Thanks to Clobberblog, this year I’m going to buy a bag of decent bars—and I really don’t mind. It’s just that it’s so darned tough to know how many to buy. We don’t get a lot of trick or treaters in our neighborhood—and this year with some families celebrating on Saturday and some on Sunday, I have to be prepared for two nights of doorbell ringing. But I don’t want little children to leave my doorstep empty-handed—or with nothing better than a roll of Smarties. I will prepare. I just don’t know what to do about the leftovers. Being of a frugal nature, I can’t throw perfectly delicious candy bars into the garbage can—even though, nutritionally, they belong there. I no longer have a job, so I can’t get rid of them at work. Maybe I’ll just have to dump the extras into the bag of the last trick or treater before I douse the porch light. But I’ll keep a few Milky Ways out—in case of stragglers, of course.