Between costumes, candy, pumpkins, decorations, and drinks, Halloween has turned into a $5 billion dollar business. Billion with a B. I just want my share.
But it’s a great holiday. For trick-or-treating, you get dressed, you go to work, and you get paid — in candy! I like Greg Behrendt, and his comedy bit about trick-or-treating is one of my faves.
I was disappointed our first Halloween here in California because there were no trick-or-treaters. I guess they all go to a different neighborhood or something.
Our neighborhood growing up was like a mecca for trick-or-treaters. And it was serious business. You had to map out a route to maximize efficiency based on how close together the houses were, what kind of candy they gave out in previous years, where your friends’ houses were (because they’d give you extra), and avoiding backtracking.
There was a spirit of community in it as well; you’d collect and offer intell as you’d pass others on the sidewalk. That house with the long uphill driveway only has tootsie rolls? Skip it. All of this while wearing a plastic garbage bag over your costume because it was usually raining.
But coming back home and dumping that pillow case of candy out on the flow to examine that year’s loot made it all worth it. And then came the cavities.
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You and Chris were experts! In my old neighborhood the houses were farther apart, but we still had excellent hauls. And I’ve learned that filling don’t last forever, and they have all be replaced at least once!