Isaac is in bed, wide awake, wiggling around unable to go to sleep. He had so much fun trick or treating and pre-partying with the neighbors! I was told I could bring a vegetable—tricky. No one ever eats the whole tray I’m stuck with the crappy unwanted veggies until they shrivel and mildew so I can throw they away.
So I brought my new fall veggie specialty: Roasted Beet Chèvre Crudités. I mentioned these a month ago—peeled beets, sliced, drizzled with olive oil and roasted for 20 minutes, then topped with local cranberry chèvre (goat cheese) and bacon. They were gone before we went trick or treating. I brought a weird vegetable to a Halloween party and it was a hit? Truly shocking. I will make these again and again! They smell so gooooood roasting too.
Anyway, we adorned the kids in glow sticks and ventured out. Later our quad set up our candy-passing stations together. Passing out candy is not enjoyable. You get swarmed by like 15 kids at a time shouting “I WANT A GLOW STICK! CAN I HAVE TWO? WHY NOT? HOW MUCH CANDY DO I GET?”
So that seemed like a good time to put the kids to bed.
And Pounce went trick or treating too. The very first trick of the day: I open up the front door and see a mouse tail. Two feet. And a mouse face. Usually I find his “treats” in the yard: two previous mice and three birds this summer. Gag. But this was beyond gross. Feet. My cat brought me feet. Officially the worst present I’ve ever gotten.
And that tiny part of your brain starts thinking…it’s Halloween…what if it wasn’t my cat? But then I found cat barf full of mouse guts, to put my mind at ease and further diminish my appetite. “Unless the same psycho who would leave mouse parts on your door also crept around and barfed in your backyard,” offered my helpful neighbor.
So on that note, happy Halloween everybody.
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