Last Friday I bought two 80 piece bags of M&M/Mars brand candy, and a 90 piece bag of Baby Ruth/Butterfinger. We throw a couple fun size in each bucket, sack or pumpkin that rings the bell, so should have had enough for 125 kids. That is probably a tad high, but if it is a nice night, and being Friday, we'll get kids out longer, and more older kids. I have no problem with tweens and teens trick or treating. Childhood is so short, and if going door to door, asking for a couple bites of chocolate is an alternative to finding dad's beer and liquor cabinet, I welcome them at my house.
This was going to be the year to not have mass quantities consumed the weeks leading up to Halloween. We still have a few of the deliciously sweet honey gold apples we picked a couple Sunday's back. I got another batch of pumpkin bread bakes, and even had some dry fruit, so plenty of sweet stuff around the house for a quick pick me up. The downward spiral started on Monday. DH was going to just have a few M&M's. Once that bag was opened there was no turning back. It is wise to say we now have candy for probably 90 kids. The count will drop by 5:00 when the first little ghosts and goblins, or more likely Elsa and Olaf's from Frozen, will be out.
I thought with buying such big bags, surely we wouldn't want to sneak into them. When I would buy 8-10 smaller bags, breaking into one didn't seem to hardly count. But now, with this massive bag, and the oh so easy sneak a bar or two walking out of the kitchen, I have serious candy to replenish. I take my neighborly obligation serious, and don't want to be the house that ran out of candy, or the one that to had to quickly run out and by the remnants left on the grocery shelf. I am not a member nor ever will be, a member of the dark house club.
I personally was fooling myself that I would be strong after consuming M&M's as my lunch on Wednesday. What has been your consumption so far this October? Is anyone else going to bed with sore teeth and waking up with a sugar induced hang over? Please tell me I'm not alone. Now pardon me. I hear a Twix bar calling my name.