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I walk two times per day for exercise, relaxation, and a chance to chat with Debbie and quite often various neighbors in our neighborhood. Usually, this is right before our first meal at noon, so the twenty-minute walk stimulates a mild hunger.

Today was a little special because there were several different families we talked to about Halloween. Each of the conversations was only a minute or two, so for each of our interlocutors it was about something specific, and then as Debbie and I walked along we would develop that idea a little more until we came to the next neighbor.

We would then begin that neighborly conversation right where our conversation had evolved to. First, it was about candy, and then about how much poundage of candy each kid collected, and the converse, or is it reverse, how much candy should an adult Halloween game player stockpile? Somehow, that candy bag grew to fifteen pounds. That’s crazy! Of course, the kid can’t eat that much candy in one day, so he will have to parcel it out for a month or two or possibly more.

It sets us to wondering if there will be some sort of candy swap meet at school, and how many Hershey’s Kisses trade for a Mars Snickers bar or a bag of Jelly Bellies? Does my favorite brand of chocolate-covered almonds even have a trading value? Maybe I should go to one of these candy swap meets, I might score big time. On second thought, I better not. These days people are squeamish of old dudes taking advantage of kids with candy.

Of course, the big problem the day after Halloween is what to do with those millions of rotting pumpkins. They were made to look scary, and we all have a smiley laugh at that, but there isn’t a smelly laugh at rotting pumpkin heads littering the neighborhood. So then the obvious thing occurred to us. Why not have a pumpkin day in the park? We could have some special games to play with the retired jack-o-lanterns, and at some convenient time in the afternoon, say 3.14, have pumpkin pie with real mom-made pies, and then play games with the scary jack-o-lantern pumpkins where the goal is to find some way to smash the pumpkin into the trash cans. Perhaps playing basketball like games where we toss the pumpkins into the garbage cans, and those who succeed get their choice of candy from the special pile of candy that was brought to give away.

This celebration would solve the twin problems of how to get rid of too much candy and too many pumpkins.