food, crochet, merriment
Ever since we came back from our last trip to Texas– sweet little Hobbes appears magically on the porch whenever we back out of the driveway. It feels like he’s setting us in his mind in case we just don’t come back…for a long time…
in kitty days.
Be brave little man. Just a quick trip to the store, this time.
We’ll be back in a blink.
Fear not.
Ahhh…such a happy tradition around here. Halloween just plain doesn’t work without these ooh-y, gooey Caramel Popcorn Balls.
I’m pretty sure all my kids like them, but I have this one daughter who says things like, “Yay! This is ALL I want at Halloween!” and “these are my absolute favorite!” She even texted me the other day with a crying face emoji and said the unthinkable, “I’m out of popcorn balls.”
Such a good, good daughter.
What some people know is that if you really, REALLY love one of my recipes and you make enough fuss about it–the likelihood that I’ll cook it for you goes waaaaay up.
You know what that means….
I guess I must desperately need constant, unbridled praise/adoration,
and…
yes, I absolutely can be bought.
I’m making caramel popcorn this afternoon because it’s a classic and because it’s one of my daughter’s favorite things. Then, we will give out Halloween candy all evening both Saturday AND Sunday. Saturday because a lot of folks around here would rather not celebrate this holiday on the Sabbath. Sunday because there will still be children that come around on the actual day and I’m ok with that too.
Happy Halloween!!
Oh, my goodness–I feel exactly like little Anne. So much so, that I can hardly bear the fact that there are only two days left and this lovely month will be over.
Don’t get me wrong–I ADORE November and December too. But there is something so magical about all the changes that happen–the weather, the parties, the leaves, the decorations, the candy–that make me feel about 50 years younger.
I can actually close my eyes and breathe it all in
and be…
absolutely…
perfectly…
happy.