Tonight's Halloween. I knew it. We should've gone out for some margaritas and a movie. Instead, we spent the night doling out candy to adults.
I don't know how it is in other neighborhoods, but on our street the only people who came to our door were adults and teenagers. And they all grabbed as much candy as their greedy hands could hold. What's going on? Do people have no shame? People!! You're too damn old to be knocking on my door asking for candy, and how about not bringing your entire family of teenagers, uncles and aunts. Ugh!
When my daughter was younger, the neighborhood we lived on didn't have this trick-or-treating adult problem. And when I was a kid, the only people who had nerve to knock on doors were actual kids. We had a blast, filling up pillow cases with candy. But those are nice memories, something I stopped when I became a teenager - not something I continue to do through my thirties with all of my relatives!
That last family of adults just cleaned out our stash of candy, so I stuck a sign on our door "Sorry. All out of candy." But next year, we're going out for margaritas, very strong margaritas, far away from the hordes of candy grubbing adults.