Halloween: PASS, Now What?

It happens every year. All the hype getting read for Spook Day and then it's here. Then it's gone. Just like that. I know some of you are devising geek-worthy schemes to make the candy you stole from your kids last until Thanksgiving. Some of you gave up as your kids are too clever for you.

The rest of you are now honoring the porcelain throne because you couldn't stop eating the candy. Or maybe it was the adult beverages at the party you hosted. I hope you feel better soon because that mess from the party is probably starting to annoy you. You'd best get started on the cleaning.

Anywho, it's done. Finis. While you are recovering from your sugar highs and are hitting the gym to pay the piper, Hubby and I, and a group from his work, have made our way to Galveston, Texas, to sail away for a few days. Believe it or not, the Port of Galveston is still there, even after last summer's devastating Hurricane Ike.

We will spend most of our time gaining weight as there is never a shortage of food on these big ships. Looking for some warm sand and that big orange bright thing in the sky at the Mexico ports of call is also on the agenda. Hubby will try to avoid the "Best Belly Flop Contest" and I will refrain from playing Bingo in the cold, dark lounges where I'm sure the zombies hang out during the sessions. I never win anyway!

While I'm gone, please come to my house and mow my lawn and sweep the tree poop (leaves and other detritus dumped by our deciduous trees) off my driveway. I'll reward you with leftover Halloween candy or maybe I will give you a stray cat, possum, or raccoon or, if you do a craptaculous job, I'll send you a cheesy souvenir made by starving Mexican children.

Yeah, right.

Finally, to keep you in the spirit of the spending season that is now upon us, here's something that arrived in my Inbox this morning:


Decorating once. Sounds like a good idea to me!

If I'm able to get online while I'm gone, I'll try to drop by. Otherwise, I will check in with you later in the week when we return.

BTW, those tombstones were just a dream gone horribly wrong. No bloggers that I know of departed this world on Halloween.