A question for parents with trick-or-treating age kids… do you prepare a Halloween-themed dinner or just try to get your kids to eat something healthy before the big sugar rush? I’d love to hear your thoughts.
For the past few years I’ve been making this:
(The recipe is over here in case you’re interested.)
I made bake n’ serve mummies for them ONCE, for a Halloween long ago, and now the kids have the gall to insist I make it every year. (Just kidding. Sort of.) I feel slightly guilty serving this up because it is pretty much nutritionally defunct. I just hope that the raw veggies I serve with it soak up the excess sodium. Sigh.
I think we’d be much better off if I whipped up a kale pesto recipe and called it Alien Booger Juice or something similarly gross like that.
What do you do?
I feel like I’m stuck in the kind of nightmare in which I’m being chased by a herd of the Undead who are clamouring for my caffeine-addled brain. I’m trying to run, but instead of kicking up dust I find myself struggling in a slo-mo kind of hell.
In reality, of course, there are no zombies. Instead, I’m being hounded by questions, like “when is our upstairs vanity going to be installed” and “where did we pack the iron” and “do we really need to go to Home Depot again” and “why doesn’t the light fixture in our dining room work” and “will we EVER rent our apartment or will we be saddled with monthly payments until May?”
I feel like I’m not getting anywhere very quickly. Oh sure, acres of boxes have been unpacked but there are still many more to do. And then there’s the basement. You think brain-sucking zombies are scary? Our basement is scary. What’s in all those boxes? Where are we going to put them all? Did I just imagine that we pared down all of our junk before we moved? I must have been dreaming.
On the bright side, the innards of my drawers look pretty nice:
Sadly, I managed to buy enough to do three drawers. Frig. I shudder to think that I have to return to the purgatory that is Merivale Road once again.
I’m being weighed down by the little things right now, can you tell? Towel hooks and area rugs and the fact that we don’t have a doorbell. These are first-world problems, I know, but my lists are long and it’s hard to hold onto my moving mojo right now. Every night I collapse in our bed, grateful to be sleeping at home, but falling asleep to more questions and longer lists.
Look no further. Take ours!
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(And even if you’re NOT looking, I’d really appreciate it if you shared this link to your networks. Please and thank you!)
