In trying to be gentle in how I approach this subject as there was a slight ummmm, 'miscommunication', yes we'll go with that word, between Michael and I on Halloween. I thought I had asked ever so sweetly for him to get Halloween candy on Saturday morning because if I had it in my house prior, I would have eaten it all. So I purposely waited to the last minute to purchase it. Well Saturday's I'm gone all day and knew I wouldn't make it home in time to shower, run out get candy, and be ready for the kids. Well he apparently thought differently and left at noon to go hang with a friend. Not sure what he was doing until noon but I guess that is neither here nor there at this point.
Needless to say I made it home at 4:15 to find out there was no candy, I had to let the dogs out, shower because I was covered in sweat and horse hair, left the house at 5 (I believe that is record time for me getting ready), ran up to Wal-Mart for candy only to discover they were OUT. Yes my friends, Wal-Mart was totally out of Halloween candy. Okay well maybe that is a slight stretch - they did have 5 bags of snickers left. Those 5 bags would have only fed me though. So I left there in a huff and went to my trusty Target, which is where I should have gone to begin with because they did not disappoint.
Grabbed my cart from outside garden and proceeded to run over a few toes on the way to the candy isle. Which turned into a race as I realized it was after 5:30 at this point. I zoomed around people up and down isles, missing a few small children and grandmas, and grabbing candy off the shelves as though it was all going to to turn into a puff of smoke less I grab it. I have no idea what's in my cart at this point, I just know I had a mix of chocolate vs non chocolate. Then it hit me - what am I going to put this in. I technically have a basket from two years ago that my cat had turned into bed, convenient. And no way was I going to have time to try and vacuum that sucker out. So I purchased a rather large blue tub and boy am I glad I did.


I told the cashier he could throw all the candy back in the tub but I just needed one Target bag for trash as I was going to assemble this thing in his parking lot. He kind of gave me the okay sure no problem smile but you are one crazy lady. So here I am, make up sweating down my face, sweat dripping down certain parts of my body it shouldn't all for the sake that when kids ring my doorbell they would get a treat and not a trick. Here's the funny thing - I didn't grow up in a family who celebrated Halloween. We never went trick or treating and we never had tricker treaters because we grew up on a farm. See what happens when you move into a neighborhood - you feel like you have to do certain things so you aren't one of those neighbors... Ohhh the pressure.
Then when I got home it hit me the I was going to have to pass out candy and keep the dogs from the kiddos. So I thought, what would McGyver do? Here is what I came up with
What you don't see in this picture is another concoction I had to come up with to keep my dogs back since they figured out how to push this open with their noses. Picture this if you will... next to the brick was two 25 pound weights lining the side of the gate along with a dining room chair which was attached to the gate with a bungee cord so they couldn't slide it open. I don't know if you can visualize that or not but it was quite the red neck site. But I was proud of figuring out how to keep them back.
Another baby gate pressed up against the cat stand. Don't poke fun - desperate times call for desperate measures and nothing was off limits for blocking the dogs from getting to the front door. They don't so much like kids in costumes - it scares them.
After 20 minutes of figuring out how to keep the dogs from the door and relishing in my accomplishment; I heard my next door neighbor outside with her daughter. Naturally I had to go out to see them because little H is so cute; she'll be 2 in Dec. Guess what I discovered while talking to her?? That her husband had left too for the night so they were passing candy out in the drive way. So we decided to join forces and sit together in her drive way and I ended up putting my road blocks away so the dogs could at least look out the window.
All in all I think it turned out to be a fun evening. I told her we'll do this again next year......except I won't buy as much candy. But I'm sure Target appreciated my donation!