This is my third year to "celebrate" Halloween with Scott, and it is my second year to prepare for trick-or-treaters. Last year we lived in an apartment complex with lots of children, so I anticipated many trick-or-treaters. Sadly, not one child rang our doorbell.
Now, we live in an actual neighborhood with lots of children. So many children, in fact, that they crowd the streets every afternoon when they gather to play basketball at the house next to ours. I thought to myself, surely we will have lots and lots of trick-or-treaters this year. I, being the frugal girl that I am, waited until Friday morning to purchase candy, hoping stores would mark it down even more. AND anticipating the large number of children that I pictured in my head, I decided to buy tootsie rolls because it was the only kind of candy that came in large bags. I know that tootsie rolls are not the preferred Halloween candy, but the bags of Reeses and Twix seemed so small compared to the bag of tootsie rolls. So tootsie rolls it was. Besides Scott promised that later in the night when the kids were going through their goods, they wouldn't know I was the house with the bad candy. Ya'll, I purchased two giant bags of tootsie rolls, and I poured one bag into a bowl to keep by the door. I was very excited about it being my first Halloween at my first house.
Well...we did have some trick-or-treaters. Some being the key word. Our doorbell rang maybe five times, and I barely even made it through one bowl of tootsie rolls. Where have all the trick-of-treaters gone? I could have bought the good candy if I had known. And to make it even worse...I heard one child say when they saw what was going in their bag, tootsie rolls?!!!! Clearly, the child did know that I was the house with bad candy. Maybe next year guys, maybe next year. One October it will all come together--lots and lots of trick-or-treaters will ring my doorbell, as I pour handfuls of Reese's and M&Ms into their bags.
Never again will I purchase tootsie rolls, that's for sure.