I am sitting here with a plastic jack o’lantern FULL of candy. Snickers, Kit Kats, Reese’s Cups. Oh, the restraint. It’s taking all I have not to put myself into a total sugar coma before my class starts.

(I am, however, drinking a frappucino, which, according to the label, has 31 grams of sugar. Yikes!)

I have to start thinking about Halloween. Now that I find myself at this in between age—too old to go down to Franklin Street in Chapel Hill on Friday night, where they’re expecting 80,000 people, yes, that’s eighty THOUSAND, and not having kids yet to take out trick or treating—-Halloween is complicated. I’m not sure WHAT I want to do. I’d probably be happy sitting on my couch watching scary movies and eating, yes, candy. But I feel like I should do something.

What I do have to do is go see my little cousins tomorrow at their Harvest Festival at school (I think this is the PC term for a Halloween celebration these days.) They’re dressing up, so I have to as well. A few years ago I put on an old bridesmaid’s dress and went as a princess, which my cousin Wiley has never forgotten. There are high expectations here. I’m still mulling, but hopefully I’ll come up with something. In the meantime, there is always…candy. Ah, yes.

have a good day everyone….