October: Month of Candy Corn

I have a thing, for lack of better words, about buying a bag of candy corn each year. I won’t allow myself to buy a bag until October 1st and it has to be Brach’s brand. There really is no comparison, I’ve tried a few over the years, and my love of corn of candy dates back to my childhood. It’s true, so many of our likes and dislikes are because of that long ago period in our lives that shaped us into who we are. I like just 1 bag, and enjoy each piece because it’s what I do every October.

I was never big on costumes, but Mom would put me in a plastic apron and then put the mask over my face with HUGE cutouts for my very small eyeballs. Each year I was Olive Oyl and I think my twin was Spiderman. I could be wrong on that one. It was whatever the store had on hand when she bought our one costume that would last us through the end of our trick-or-treat years. I didn’t think anything of it, I just liked going to the houses and everyone knowing we were “the twins”. They’d always tell us to say hi to Mom, who was waiting for us at the end of the block so that she could drive us to the next block. It was fun, costume and all, but my favorite part was when we’d return home.

Dad and Granny always stayed behind to greet the trick or treaters. Dad, no doubt, stayed behind to have his share of candy before handing them out, but also he enjoyed seeing all of the kids knocking on his door for some tricks or treats.

When we got home with our stash of candy, they would have to “inspect” each piece before we could have any. I was under the false impression that it was out of safety reasons, but they knew all of the old people in our very small knit community of ranchers, so I doubt that was the case. Now that I’m wiser to their tricks, it was so they could snatch up what they wanted for their hidden stashes. Dad was candy corn, Mom was Snickers and, I believe Granny liked Milky Way and Baby Ruth.

My Twin would eat all of his candy by the end of the week, whereas, I would save each piece for negotiation purposes; even months later, I’d still have a hidden stash for this reason. He could have a piece of mine only as long as he was nice to me, but if he wasn’t, then I’d eat the piece he wanted right in front of him.

So, as I type this post, I am enjoying my first candy corn of the season.

Halloween Candy

I am sure that I have posted this before, but with Halloween being right around the corner, it has me curious.

What is your favorite halloween candy? Bubba made a good point last week about not all candy counts as halloween candy. So, if it is available year round, it does not count. For example, Snicker Bars. You can pick one up each time you fill up the car at the gas stations, or when you are in the checkout lane at the grocery store. So, those do not count.

For me, it is hands down candy corn. I don’t know if I actually like them, like them, or if it is the memories that comes with eating a handful each day of October.

Mom would drive my twin around to houses, which were very well known to my parents. Not one house was a stranger. Granny and Dad would stay at the house, handing out candy. This was great because they both had a sweet tooth, and loved kids.

When we got home, all three of them (Mom, Dad and Granny) would “inspect” our loot to make sure it was safe to eat. Dad always kept back a pile of candy corn. Mom had her snickers, and Granny usually went for the baby ruth’s and anything else that might have caught her attention.

I had no reason to question their motives, but as an adult I know exactly what they were inspecting. They wanted their fair share of candies for celebrating Halloween with us. lol

So, my favorite Halloween candy is most definitely candy corn. I can only eat a little bit at a time, but I do enjoy a bag each October.

I Was Olive Oyl

My Halloween costume was Olive Oyl. I was always Olive Oyl. The same plastic apron costume, with the creepy mask. I am sure that I have shared this with you before, but having been online for 12 years and being an active blogger for most of it, I cannot remember.

I can’t remember what my twin brother was, but he was probably Popeye, and that is why I was Olive Oyl. I don’t recall ever being a huge fan, although, I did laugh while watching the cartoon shows. In fact, knowing my parents, we did not choose the costumes, it was whatever Mom found at the store the first year and since they made sure we never “horsed” around while wearing them, they were in pristine shape every single year. 

Do you remember what you were, and did you change costumes each year?

#NationalCandyCornDay

I support this hashtag and discovering that it is trending on social media has made my day! 

My dad loved him some candy corn! When my twin and I would get home from trick-or-treating he would “check the candy to make sure it is safe to eat.” But, really he just wanted to take all the candy corn out for himself. lol. I forget what granny would grab, and Mom never got in a hurry because she could grab as many caramel pieces as she wanted when we were at school. 

Each Halloween, I eat one very small bag of candy corn and I eat caramel all year round! 

Halloween Says Hello November!

I am not a huge fan of Halloween, although, I do understand the fun in it, if you are 6 years old. lol. I admire those who get excited to dress in costume, but it has never been my desire. However, today means that Thanksgiving is in a few weeks and that is reason enough for me to be excited about halloween!

Halloween says hello November!

Costume It Up!

Tis’ the Season to Costume It Up!

October is the month for German festivals and beer drinking, but also to costume it up! Are you dressing up for Halloween? If so, who are you for that one day? Are you going to a costume party?

Several of our friends are going to costume parties, but Devil is working so I’ll enjoy a quiet Saturday at home. I am looking forward to it, actually.

All Souls Day

In honor of All Souls Day, I thought this would be appropriate.

Costume Party

           Couple was invited to a swanky costume party. Unfortunately, the wife came down
           with a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He protested,
           but she said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no need
           for his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he
           went.
           The wife, after sleeping soundly for about an hour, awakened without pain and, as it
           was still early enough, decided to go the party.
           Since her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would
           have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not
           with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around
           on the dance floor, dancing with every nice woman he could, and copping a
           little touch here and a little kiss there.
           His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left
           his current partner high and dry and devoted  his time to the new babe that had
           just arrived. She let him go as far as he wished…Naturally, (since he
           was her husband.)
           Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed. So off
           they went to one of the cars and   had a  quickie.
           Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away, went home, put the
           costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would
           make for his behavior.
           She was sitting up reading when he came in, and she asked what kind of a
           time he   had.
           He said:”Oh, the same old thing.   You know I never have a good time when
          you’re not   there.”
           “Did you dance much?”
           “You know, I never even danced   one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill
           Browning and some other guys, so   we went into the den and played poker all
           evening.
           But you’re not going to believe   what happened to the guy I loaned my costume
           to….”

Happy Halloween!

Here’s wishing you all a very happy and safe Halloween! I know that some people go all out for Halloween and others hide. I might fall into the second category. I’d love to hear if you’re a Holloweenster or if you turn off your lights and hide. Do you go all out with decorations and candy for the kids, or do you hope that the parents know that a dark house is a “no candy for your kids” house? We turn off our lights where we live, but we wouldn’t get many kids anyway, not down our driveway, or in our area.

I’m also curious to know what Halloween was like for you, as a kid. For me, it was simple. Dad and Granny stayed behind to give out candy to the kids and Mom drove us around to the neighborhoods. We lived in a ranching community and it was desolate so my parents knew most of the neighbors; she’d drop us off at one end and we’d walk the entire street while she’d wait for us at the other end..pretty safe back then. I was always Olive Oyl, Popeye’s lady. Do you remember the old plastic apron costumes with the plastic masks? That’s what it was and the year that it ripped was the year dad declared was the last year trick-or-treating needed to take place in our house.

What is your favorite Halloween story? I’d love to hear all about it…

The Last Week. My Last Chance.

Flapper.DressDo you guys remember last month when I posted a thread regarding October and costumes? I vowed to wear a costume once a week. Not the same costume, mind you, but a different one each week. Yep. That was a pipe dream. I don’t know what it is about costumes, but they freak me the fuck out. Maybe it’s because I feel fake or goofy, or because I actually look goofy. Maybe it’s because they take a creative mind to actually pull it off. I don’t know, but I was that person who said I would do something and then didn’t do it. In fact, it took me half of the month to get the plastic crate of costumes out of the wasp laden barn. Since then, the crate has set in my studio, in eye site of my every day, for over a week now.

Well, that ends today! I’ve cracked open the box and pulled out a costume. One that Dwwindsor picked out. I asked a handful of you fella’s, but he was the only one that finally answered.. probably so I wouldn’t ask again. LOL. Okay, so the point is, I’m not myself today and it took me a good 20 minutes to get dressed.. that’s a lot of time for me. Oh, and I about split the seam in the ass area. Peaked your curiosity yet? Visit me at lonestarangel.cammodels.com – all day, and well into the night… I’m also wearing feathers! Ack! lol.