I blog about Peanut M&Ms too much

Angela had the day off work yesterday so we went to lunch and to vote. Early voting is the greatest! No lines, no waiting. In fact, we were the only two voters there and the ladies who checked our driver's licenses and gave us our ballots seemed like they were just happy to have something to do. I'm sure they went right back to their Harry Potter books after we left. It felt great to vote against silly amendments. :-)

We ran out of Plain M&Ms last night at 7:15, so we had to dig into the secret stash of Peanut M&Ms. Dang it! But today there are lots of delighted little goblins running around with chocolate covered peanuts in candy-coated shells, and I will just be glad we contributed to their happiness. It's not good karma to be stingy with Peanut M&Ms anyway.

One two year-old boy came to the door with a bunch of other kids and he squirmed his way up to the front babbling cute nonsense the whole way, and the next thing I knew he was babbling all the way through the foyer, past the staircase, and into the living room. I guess he was planning on parking his cute little butt in front of our TV and watching cartoons while he dug into his monstrous bag of chocolate and suckers. We could have had a good time watching Noggin and talking about the true meaning of All Hallows Eve, but before we knew it his mom was in the house fetching him. I guess she wanted to keep him.

One girl who was way too old to trick-or-treat came to the door in street clothes and it ticked me off that her sole purpose was to extort candy from pushovers like me, so I gave her a "dang you look" and tossed two bags of M&M Minis into her pillowcase and sent her on her way. At least she didn't get the Peanut ones.

I promise to stop blogging about chocolate now. Maybe tomorrow I'll write about the pain involved in the teeth-whitening process. Ooooo nice.