I would've been happy to give it a pass this year, considering the eye-watering price of Halloween candy. I said, its a Friday night, we can go.out to dinner (we very rarely eat out) instead.
But he insisted there'd be a sale on candy. And last week Shop Rite had prices that didn't sting too badly. So we bought a large and a small bag on Sunday and he came right home and started on outdoor decorations.
Friday is one of the three days each week that I visit my dad and give him dinner (despite having a dispensation on account of his age, he still will only eat fish on Fridays, so I bring him a salmon fillet). By the time I got home at 6:35, most of the doorbell-ringers were done and hubby had dealt with them all. Needless to say, however, halfway through our dinner, the doorbell rang. He said, "you can get it,I've done all the others".
No way, buddy, you're the one who wanted to do Halloween. I was content to have the lights off and the curtains closed all evening.
He was not pleased.
He brought that on himself.
Go Jays.
(I think he's rooting for the Dodgers)
I'm in another room, about to commence the second half of the book I started reading when I couldn't sleep at 1am