Candy...

Oh people, seriously.  So tonight I got to spend a lovely girls night out with my mother-in-law and sisters-in-law (which was super fun, by the way).  But while I was gone, C.J. and Owen got to spend some time together, time which included a trip to town to pick up a new video game that C.J. had put on reserve and just came out today.  Well when I got home this evening, there was this big plastic sack from Rite Aid sitting on our table that was full to the brim...not quite sure what's inside.  To preface this, I need to explain that C.J. and I have been recently talking (half jokingly, or so I thought) about getting some Halloween candy in preparation for Friday's festivities.  The problem is, we live way the heck in the middle of nowhere, so....year #1 in this house, how many tick-or-treaters did we get?  zero.  Year #2 in this house, how many did we get? zero.  Year #3 in this house?  zero.  But, we usually get a bag anyway JUST IN CASE, or actually just so that we can have an excuse to buy a bag of yummy candy.  So we were kinda looking forward to our bag of Butterfingers this year and had just talked about it this weekend.  Now back to tonight:  C.J. goes, in all seriousness, "I picked up some Halloween candy while we were in town."  He then walks over to the bag on the table and I'm thinking, "Oh, he must have a bag of candy in there with the other stuff he bought."  No, not the case at all.  In fact, the entire grocery bag is FULL of candy.  I seriously just about died laughing.  I mean, it's one thing to indulge in a little bit of candy that you didn't need during this time of year, but by no means do the 3 of us in this house need to eat 768 pieces of candy.  I guess the bright side is: we are well stocked just in case we get bus-loads of trick-or-treaters this year.  I love my husband!