Whew! As the above picture indicates I have at long last completed the arduous task of decorating the old homestead for Hallowe'en.
My other scary tradition is to blare my big band albums while answering the door which has the effect of horrifying the should-have-stopped-trick-or-treating-already-teens who show up clamouring for candy.
Candy conundrum: I can't resist the itty-bitty candy bars. They are so cute and tasty and non-caloric because of their itty-bittiness. They have no business being in my house, but if you wait to buy the stash at the last minute you risk being the house that gives out lousy candy. However, if the treats are in the house then they won't last until the big night. Oh, the horror!