Well, yesterday, during weak moment, I cut the top off our bag of candy bars and ate two. I didn't even pick up the bag... just sliced it open right where it sat.
Last night my hubby looked over and said... "What happened to the top of that bag of candy?" I said, "Oh, earlier, when you were napping... two trick-or-treaters stopped by. I gave them each a candy bar. They ate them right there on the porch. They asked me if I would mind disposing of the wrappers for them. I thought that was nice... instead of them throwing them down in the front yard."
Hubby asked... "What were they dressed as?"
I said... "They were really cute. One was a middle-aged, slightly overweight, white woman. The other was a slightly overweight, white, middle-aged woman. I wish you could have seen them. You'd have loved them!"
He just shook his head and said... "Why didn't you just eat them out of the hole I had already cut in the side of the bag a few nights ago... then you wouldn't have had to make up that big ol' story! Sucker!
I love that man! Definitely a TREAT!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO YOUR AND YOURS!