Halloween is over and every year, I do the same thing. I get home, turn off all the lights and sit in the dark hoping that children don’t even try for the doorbell. This year no one even came up the steps. We’ve been branded as that house. I mean, I want to eventually give out candy because those kids are flippin’ cute (for the most part.. I’ve had my share of greedy child at the door.) Unfortunately, I just don’t think to buy large bags of candy until November 1st. Anyways, I also don’t purchase any candy to avoid sweet candy temptation. I mean I’m sitting on my ass a lot of hours of the day; I cannot afford to eat those. But today, I saw this wondrous wrapper on the floor (don’t ask me why there’s candy wrappers on the floor.)

If you’ve never heard of or tried this candy bar, you will thank me once you do. Well, if you like Reese’s, it’s about 100x better.. Yes, how could that be even possible? Way better quality and creamy smooth peanut butter. [insert Homer drool noise here] AND organic! I had a chance to try Ocho Candy from “See Jane Run” 5K Champagne and Chocolate Run. Oh, and no, I wasn’t paid to write this post. I think it’s just PMS, and I didn’t get any candy. (read: forgot my stash of candy in Dora the Explorer’s backpack *pout)

Anyways, real Halloween came and went and I didn’t even get to wear the costume I ordered because I ordered way too late and they gave me a WRONG delivery estimate of October 23 – 25th. I received it November 5th! We need to plan a belated Halloween party! It would be nice to have my other costume as a  surprise, so I’m not posting pics of me in THE costume of awesomeness. Instead, here’s me from this year’s weekend Halloween party. Recycled costume from last year — Tin Girl — and NO ONE knew who I was until I mentioned the Wizard of Oz. EFFING RIDIC. And, I totally made the Tin Girl props out of newspaper/foil/tape/thick card stock from a calendar cover.

My favorite one of all…

So, what were you for Halloween? Did you do anything? Pass out or eat all the candy? Hide in your house, like me? Luckily, for me, it’s San Francisco. I can probably wear my real costume right now, and no one would notice.