So, to follow up, while we were waiting for the trick-or-treaters on the front steps, I had a Butterfinger. My daughter watched me, very interested, so I let her play with the wrapper, which she then makes an 'Uum!' noise and shoved it into her mouth.

(Don't worry, Mom, I got it back.)

Please tell me that I don't do that with Butterfingers...

All Hallow's Eve...

I think I love Halloween as much as Thanksgiving, but for completely different reasons. Thanksgiving has better food and a fun parade; Halloween has a better parade and fun food. This year is my first year to share it with my daughter because last year she was just a 'twinkle in her mother's eye', so we will greet trick-or-treaters tonight with her in her frog costume and me ready to go to bed.

To commemorate this occasion at school, I had a less orthodox way of celebration. Since my Sophomores were reading Lord of the Flies, I brought Hog's Head Cheese to school because when I read the book for the first time, my brother did that to me and scarred me for life - perhaps that's why I majored in English? Anyway, at Central Market, I told the guy in the meat department what I was doing, and he suggested Tongue Bloodwurst, which we both tried and agreed would be a welcomed addition to my Pig Day Celebration. It tasted a bit like cheesy liver with a really bad aftertaste, but edible. Yesterday, the kids could try Hog's Head Cheese, Tongue Bloodwurst, and Bacon Chocolate (my personal favorite,) and get a prize. I had 10 kids try them all, which was well above the amount last year, but nobody ate as much as my dog did (or at least wanted to,) making her the winner.

One kid mentioned that a zombie was someone who ate brains, so according to that definition, I have a zombie dog for Halloween. Like the guy at the meat counter said, "Other teachers hand out candy; you hand out nightmares."