It had been super rainy all day so we were a little worried about whether trick or treating would be a total bust or not -- and then the heavens cleared, the clouds scooted, and it was actually quite pleasant! I did miss the usual crunch, crunch, crunch of the leaves, but it could have been much worse. One thing I kind of dread is the strange people that wind up on our street for Halloween. For some reason, we are a very popular destination -- some theories include: first nice neighborhood heading east, no driveways so houses are closer together, very picturesque with old houses and big trees, most people are home so can get lots of candy... Regardless of the reason, it always bugs me a little because a.) we have to buy TONS of candy every year and b.) I get a little nervous with complete strangers around with it getting dark, etc. One neighbor, who happens to be an actuary, has started keeping track of our visitors. Last year we had 278 trick or treaters, and this year we hit 210 (probably because it started raining again). So if you figure that we give each person two or three pieces each, that is almost 900 pieces that we have to buy! I was complaining about it at our fall party last Saturday, but someone pointed out that they think of it as a small tax for living in such a lovely spot. That helped change my perspective, for a moment, until we were out trick or treating and somehow got in step with the weirdest guy ever! He would stay out by the sidewalk smoking and then say odd things to my kids when they would walk back to go to the next house. Then, every once in a while he would add to the fun by donning a grotesque mask and growling at them! Even Ibby was disturbed, but Archie was especially dismayed. He wouldn't let me put him down! So after about 10 houses or so my friend looked at me and told me that I should use my energy to get rid of him (back story required here: I'm reading a book called "The Emotion Code" that is very interesting and talks about how our energy is more powerful than we realize -- like one can tell if someone enters the room in a bad mood, etc.). I laughed, but then whispered really low and slow, "Gooooo awaaaaaaaay" and not two seconds later he called up to his daughter on the steps, "Come on! Let's go over here!" and they promptly crossed the street. It was just so random! The people hadn't come to the door yet, we weren't to the end of the street -- it was truly a Halloween miracle! And/or I have a hidden superpower!