Invasion of the Little People

standard October 31, 2014 Leave a response

Stop.

Sit.

Think.

What was your favorite toy when you were a child?

Mine was Boo Bear, a slightly creepy musical teddy bear with magnets in his nose and hands. PEEKABOO. Oh, and don’t forget the burned ear.

So what’s up in the world of Profound Noms? Quite a lot, actually.

My boss recently volunteered me for the Connectivity Committee at work; three minions plan interdepartmental activities designed to bring the teams together, have fun, blah blah blah. Our first event was on Wednesday – Fall Food on a Stick.

Say that 10 times fast.

The theme was simple: something fall-related (not Halloween or Thanksgiving) that’s been impaled on some sort of stick. We had rolls-on-a-stick, chocolate chip cookie pops, some-assembly-required-brownies-on-pretzel-sticks, cucumber-tomato-thingies-on a stick, and so on. We played Cranium (always interesting with 25 people), voted for our favorite dishes and had random Cranium-related awards (Most Likely to Win a Grammy, Most Likely to Be a Dictionary).

It was fun to plan and coordinate, but I was glad to get home and prop up my feet Wednesday afternoon.

In other news, the animals have been playing hot-potato with a cold. First Demon Kitty had it, then Isis and Ra, then Gix, and now it’s back to Demon Kitty. Strangely (luckily?) Stormy hasn’t had it.

Listening to kitties cough and sneeze all night is cutely pathetic.

Colby & I had a hard time deciding on what kind of Halloween candy to pass out this year. He’s more traditional than I am (at least in that regard), and wanted big bags of mini chocolate bars. After looking at the caloric/sugar/fat count in a single bar, I said “hell no.”

Sob. I’ve become that person, the crazy lady who passes out healthy food to trick-or-treaters.

Healthy(ish) snacks. BJ’s Warehouse had some gummy packs with the Mystery Inc. gang’s head. Yes, gummy heads. Unfortunately Scrappy Doo wasn’t included, because I would gleefully masticate his head between my teeth.

Chomp chomp chomp.

How do you pass out Halloween candy? Do you dole it out evenly, one or two pieces per treater, or do you base it off some strange and complex criteria, cuteness/age/costume originality/favorite metal band? Mine’s a mix of cuteness + age + demeanor. “Twick or tweat! Thank you!!!” gets more candy than a surly “Trick or treat, smell my feet.”

And HA, Colby. Some kids went WILD when they found out we had SCOOBY DOO GUMMY BEARS (imagine that in a harmonic high pitched squeal from three children).

On that note, Halloween is over. Time to turn off the porch light, smash the pumpkin and enjoy the leftover candy.

Until next July, friends.

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