Before I got married, I could get any Halloween candy my heart desired. Yeah, I know it’s for the kids but admit it but everyone substitutes their dinner for candy on Halloween. For me, that means chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate. Suckers - no way. Jolly Ranchers - hell no. And never, ever would I give out raisins to a kid. That’s just wrong except for maybe the older kids who have the nerve to come to the door with not some much as a cheap wig or plastic mask.

Anyway, after marriage I realized I had to start mixing in his favorites. Runts, Nerds, Sweet Tarts - basically all the pressed sugar candy with faux fruit flavoring. Blech. Nas-ty. But it’s a compromise, like everything in a marriage. I still get my Crunch bars and 3 Musketeers, but I forgo the KitKat & Twix in favor of his fake candy. I don’t mind either because I think it’s cute the way he rummages through the bowl looking for “his” candy. Although I do find the occasional chocolate wrapper mixed in…suspect. Plus I figure I save myself a thousand calories or two I’d inhale if faced with an endless mound of chocolaty goodness.

And by now I’m sure you’re wondering about the fantastic pumpkins in this post. Another great cheap date night! Carving pumpkin and watching a scary movie. Just because you’re an adult doesn’t mean you always have to act like one. Happy Halloween, Ya’ll!