Showing posts with label family life; halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family life; halloween. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Braces for Halloween and a Formal Apology

Halloween brings out the scary in me.
And, no, I’m not talking about a scary costume. What’s scary is that I morph into someone I don’t even recognize.

Allow me to explain. For the rest of the year I (mostly) avoid sugar. I don’t put sugar in my cappuccino or my tea. I don’t eat sugary cereals. I am careful with desserts.
But on Halloween … I go all out.

I have to try one of everything. And sometimes two, or three. I am not joking. I once wrote a Halloween blog post entitled “What not to eat on Halloween”, which basically listed every piece of candy I ate that night. The title of the post was a joke (ha, ha) … What not to eat on Halloween? The candy wrappers. That was my lesson.
Then there was the one year we bought two huge bags of candy (for a total of 10 pounds) and hid them high on a shelf in the laundry room until Halloween night. Except that on Halloween night ... Where's the Candy? Only 5 pounds left, and this was before trick-or-treating. Now, in my defense I didn’t eat all that candy, and there were other guilty parties involved, but still.

Another year was the tootsie roll year. I don't know what-in-the-heck was wrong with me, but I think I ate ... well, I won't tell you how many tootsie rolls I ate, and I wasn't picky: the big fat ones, the long skinny ones, and the small bite-sized ones all called my name. According to Google it takes a 1/4 mile run or 550 steps to burn off one small Tootsie Roll, so it took quite a while to burn off that tootsie roll binge.
Last year, to help me get a grip, I did something smart. Well, brilliant, if you ask me. On Halloween morning, bright and early, I scheduled a dental appointment. Why would I do such a thing? Well, let me tell you. After cleaning, scraping, buffing, and flossing I wasn't letting anything near those pearly whites.

I was the Queen of Moderation, the Resistor of Temptation, and the Epitome of Steely Resolve.

This year I decided to do something similar except instead of scheduling an appointment with my dentist, I made one with our orthodontist. Yes, I am an adult who is getting braces (or rather,  invisalign). So after enduring all the prep work before getting my invisalign trays on Dec. 2 (a consultation, an x-ray, and in-depth photos) I am very conscious of my teeth and have no desire for any candy. Brilliant, yes?

Finally, here is a totally last minute Halloween costume formula, which works whether you're eating candy or not ...

formal attire + I'm sorry name tag = a formal apology
(ha! get it?)
(btw, those are my mother's wedding gloves)




Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Take Your Pick


Rancher?
Cattle Rustler?
Cowboy?
 
Yes.


 
Hat?
From our Mad Hatter Dinner.
Bandana?
From our Survivor costume.
Coat?
From Aunt Lisa.
Boots?
From our Captain Jack Sparrow costume.
 

Monday, October 29, 2012

Rancher?
Cattle Rustler?
Cowboy?
 
Yes.


Recipe for a Ghost

 
1 tomato cage, placed upside down
a Styrofoam ball
tulle, or white sheets
one piece of black foam to make eyes/mouth 
 
assemble, hang some ikea lanterns for atmosphere (these are solar, so they light up at night)
 
Happy Halloween Week!


*Thanks, Megan, for the idea!