Favorite Things: Halloween Candy

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For the past month, I’ve been at war with myself. Every time I walk into the grocery store, I’m weaving through towers of displays with every kind of Halloween candy imaginable. I push the cart around bags of Reese’s, only to be confronted with “fun-size” peanut M&Ms. *gulp*

I’m not buying it. Come on, Jill, stay strong!

Beads of sweat line my forehead. The cart slows. Maybe I slow. Who knows? But a sharp right turn leads me down the first row of delicious candy. Then the next one. And the next.

I’m pretty sure I clipped a digital coupon for 30% off. And, wait, is that a buy one get one free deal?

Before I know it, five bags of candy are in my cart.

I have no regrets.

Jill Kemerer at fall festival pretending to stir a steaming cauldron
I’m getting into the spooky season spirit at a local fall festival!

Candy, candy, candy! I love it all! (Well, not candy corn, although I will eat it occasionally.)

All this candy brings me back to my days trick-or-treating. We lived out in the country in mid-Michigan. My mom would usually drive my sister and I to trick or treat. We always stopped at Grandma and Grandpa B.’s house first. Good call on my mom’s part. Grandma would take a bag of mini Milky Ways and start dumping them into our bags. I loved her!

Then we’d head to various aunts and uncles and stop at Grandma and Grandpa D.’s house. Grandma usually made up little treat bags. She was a fabulous cook, so when I saw a popcorn ball, I got excited. Occasionally she’d throw in an apple or shelled peanuts, too. I’m not going to lie, I wasn’t into the healthy stuff. The apple and peanuts were probably the last thing I ate!

Another highlight was stopping at our babysitter’s house. Margaret would line a cookie sheet with full-size candy bars, and we could choose any one we wanted. Exciting times!

After we’d made all the stops, we’d head home and dump out our bags. Then came the negotiations. My sister and I had fun trading for favorite candy. My mom and dad always got my Mounds and Almond Joy bars. Coconut wasn’t my thing back then. I don’t mind it now.

I still love Tootsie Rolls. I’m sure it’s from my Halloween days. Oh, and Smarties–the little sugar candies. And Laffy Taffy, and M&Ms, and Twix, and Reese’s, and Snickers, and…

Oh, boy.

I have a problem.

What can I say? I love Halloween candy!

What’s your favorite candy? Were you allowed to trick or treat when you were young?

Have the best day!

Trick or Treat with P&P

Game Day!

Let’s go trick-or-treating for cowboy goodies!

Who says dress-up is just for kids? Costumes are fun for adults, too, and here at P&P, they are especially fun if they have a western flair.

Here are some blasts from the Fillies’ pasts:

Karen Witemeyer’s son Wyatt dressed up as a famous Texas Ranger known for his solitary ways. And our dear Shanna Hatfield from her college days dressed as a feisty cowgirl.

Gotta love seeing Linda Broday and Mary Connealy in their western getups.

Travel back to the summer of 1969 for the NebraskaLand Days Parade.  Pam Crooks’s two brothers helped her dad build a telephone float and are dressed as Wyatt Earp and an Indian in front of a make-believe campfire.

And here’s Karen Kay in front of her friend’s teepee.

Now it’s your turn!

If you were to dress up like your favorite cowboy/cowgirl (real or fictional), who would you dress up as? 

Leave a comment with your answer, and you will be entered to win one of two fabulous trick or treat packages.

One of my Favorite Things? Halloween! – by Pam Crooks

When I saw that my day for Favorite Things fell on Halloween, I instantly knew what to write about.

A no-brainer, right?

Except Halloween wasn’t always as much fun for me as it is now.  Oh, I did the mom-thing and made all my girls’ costumes.  Some of them were very creative.  The planning and prep was fun through the eyes of my daughters, and I truly miss that part of Halloween even now.

But of course, the time came when they quit dressing up.  They grew up, married, and had kids of their own to make costumes for.  Halloween fell a little flat for me in those years, and the fact that we live in a quiet neighborhood comprised of empty-nesters, too, didn’t help.  If we get 15 trick-or-treaters, it’s a big night.

So the more grandkids I had, the more I began to live vicariously through their celebrating.  Having a family Halloween celebration before the 31st allowed me to see them in costume without intruding on their trick-or-treating.  And a celebration couldn’t happen without a meal.  Since all four of my daughters are great cooks, we all got into the spirit of fun spookiness.

I can’t share all of the pictures I’ve taken over the years, but here are a few of my favorites.

Monster burgers – my favorite Halloween entree ever.

Puking Pumpkin

Jalapeno Mummies

Pumpkin Relish Tray

Hard-boiled Egg Eyes

Bloody Guts

(Don’t worry – it’s only cinnamon rolls with red frosting.   Ha!)

New this year – my Skeleton-in-a-Casket Charcuterie Board!

This was a fun and easy treat – oatmeal cookies with Reese’s Peanut Butter cups made into spiders.

 

Graveyard Poke Cake

We cut into this dessert before I could snap a picture, but my daughter made it just like this.  So cute!

And last but not least, my husband as a Playfully Scary Clown!

How do you celebrate Halloween?

“Hay-loween” Fun

 

Today is free day here at Petticoats and Pistols, and it’s my turn. Yay! It’s also Halloween. Now, it’s been a long time since my kids were young enough to dress up in costumes and walk around the neighborhood, and I don’t yet have any grandchildren or other youngins’ to dote on and enjoy. We neighbor gals get together, set up a table in front of someone’s house, have hot chocolate or apple cider and pass out candy while chit-chatting. It’s great fun and a way for me to really enjoy the holiday more than just dispensing candy at the door.

Back in the day, both when I was a kid and when I had kids, we not only dressed up in costumes, we dressed up our horses – and had a grand time. Well, you here at Petticoat & Pistols know that I love pictures. So, after searching the internet for a while, I came up with these adorable kids and their horses or ponies in costumes. I absolutely love people’s imagination and talent.

 

                                       

Batman and Robin                                         Pirate and their parrot

 

                   

Super Mario                                                                 McDonalds

 

                           

A knight and their horse                                                               Alice and the Mad Hatter

                           

A farmer riding his John Deer tractor                                        Buzz Lightyear

 

Darth Vader and Storm Trooper

 

This is one of my favorites. A barista and Starbucks coffee.

 

 

And, okay, while this technically isn’t a horse costume, it is pretty cute. You have to admit it 🙂

 

So, what are your plans for tonight? Whatever they may be, stay safe and have fun!

Old Fashioned Halloween Games and a Giveaway!

Okay, so I can’t resist a blog about Halloween. After all, it is October.
Earlier this month our very own fillie, Julie Benson, wrote about how much Halloween has changed over the years. And boy has it. But you don’t realize how much until you learn about some of the things they did in the past. I’m only going as far back as the 1800s when folks in America tried to make the holiday less scary and more about community and fun family get-togethers. In fact, by the late 1800’s Halloween parties were celebrated by children and adults alike. The media of the day wanted parents to take the “scary” out of Halloween celebrations and replace it with fun. So, parties became more focused on playing games. There were the familiar ones. Pin the Tail on The Donkey, Bobbing for Apples, Blind Man’s Bluff and scavenger hunts were always a popular pastime at children’s parties. There was even a game called Halloween Pudding. This game, was for young men and women. The host of the party baked a fruit cake with five different things hidden inside. A thimble, a coin, a button, a key, and a ring.

When nine o’clock rolled around, the oldest person in attendance quietly cut the cake then handed the pieces out. The first words spoken after the cake was cut would be prophetic for the year. As were the objects in the cake. Whomever got the ring was said to be getting married that year. The person who got the coin, would be wealthy, (for our time, that would be akin to winning the lottery), the person who got the thimble would become an old maid or a life-long bachelor, (you can bet no one wanted the blasted thimble) and the key meant you were going on a journey. And, if lucky, you got the button. It meant you would meet your true love.

Speaking of true love, there was also a game in which a single gal would go into a dark room with a mirror and a candle. She’d take an apple with her. She had to peel it in one long piece or slice the apple. And she had to watch the mirror while she was doing it. The Victorians believed your true love’s face would appear in the mirror as you watched. Unless of course you were going to die that year, then a skull would appear. Somehow, I don’t see that as being a very popular game, but those were the Victorians for you. They were really into that kind of stuff.

There was also the Victorian version of Green Ghost for those of you who remember that game. Young women would go into a dark room one by one. This was done after everyone told them the room was haunted. There was a dresser in the room with boxes hidden in the drawers. The object of the game was to go into the room in silence, reach into a drawer and retrieve a box from it. All without screaming. Those familiar with Green Ghost, remember reaching into little boxes or containers that were full of plastic rats, bats and what not, or for the adventurous types, gooey stuff that your mom mixed up in the kitchen. Our mom used Jello squares or cold oatmeal. Naturally we played Green Ghost in the dark, creepy attic of our house. In the 1800’s version, the hidden boxes held party favors for the other party guests. Personally, I think the Victorians would have failed at Green Ghost. We screamed like little banshees when we stuck our fingers in cold oatmeal. Only one container contained the plastic rats, bats and cats that came with the game. Oh, and a little green ghost.

I, myself, have never written a book centered around Halloween, but I do have a book that takes place around Harvest Moon. And my hero and heroine meet in a pumpkin patch. He’s also an undertaker.

What’s your favorite fun thing to do at this time of year? I know a lot of folks don’t celebrate Halloween but still like to carve a pumpkin or enjoy foods of the season. What’s your favorite thing about this time of year, whether it’s Halloween or something else? I’ll pick a random winner from the comments to receive a free e-copy of my book, Love at Harvest Moon.

Boy has Halloween Changed Since My Childhood!

Halloween sign I made for by my front door.

Once again, I’m wondering. I don’t know why but this year, fall and Halloween really has me thinking. This month, I’m pondering how Halloween has grown and changed since I was a kid. You know, back in the stone age.

When I was a child, carving a Jack-O’-Lantern, my costume, and trick or treating were the big deals, but that was the extent of it. Now, according to research, Halloween has become big business, right behind Christmas. What I read said consumers will spend $10.14 billion on Halloween this year! That’s mind blowing. (Just so you know and can impress your friends at this years’ Halloween parties, that’s up over $2 billion from last year when COVID prevented a lot of festivities.) Each of us is predicted to spend over $100 on Halloween.

We spend the most on costumes–$3.32 billion. I’m imaging a heaping pile of costumes the size of Texas for that kind of money! What I read said that almost 2 million kids will be Spider-Man and over a million will be Batman. Adults favor witches, vampires, ghosts, and pirates. Not very imaginative considering all the ideas on the Internet. More people than I expected said they’d get a costume for their dog. I laughed. If I tried that, first of all, none of my dogs would let me dress them up. But say by some miracle I managed that Herculean task, they’d have the costume off and in shreds in five minutes tops.

Alex and Zachary Halloween
My oldest two boys, Zachary (left) and Alex.

I don’t remember my childhood costumes, except one. We took a green garbage bad, cut it like a Green Giant or Robin Hood tunic. I added a belt, tights, and boots and went as either the Jolly Green Giant or Robin Hood. I won a prize for that one! I loved sewing costumes for my boys. One ambitious year I made a firefighter’s coat for one son and a SWAT vest for the other. And yes, the firefighter’s coat was a bear to sew. Those days felt so hectic then, but I sure do miss them now!

 

We’ll spend darn near as much as we do on costumes, $3.17 billion, on decorations. When I was a kid, maybe one cool house decorated outside. Our neighborhood had a house like that. They had a strange little girl sitting on a swing, a huge spider on the roof, and I don’t remember what else. I was so bummed when they moved. Now almost everyone decorates at least a little outside. I started with a couple of cute signs and pumpkins, but I tend to decorate more on the whimsical side of Halloween. Every year I keep saying I’ll make more tombstones, (I bought this one when my kids were little) but I haven’t accomplished that goal yet. My favorite is the skeleton in the tree with the skeleton dog below like he’s chased the poor fellow up the tree.

                     

 

I still decorate the house a little even though my children are grown. It helps put me in the holiday moods. I think what I enjoy most are my Jack-O’-Lantern light and the candles. I love lighting them every night after dinner, turning off the lights, and just sitting in the glow. Most of the items I’ve had for years. I picked them up when there used to craft mall in empty stores. I admit, I miss those places.

This is such a fun time of year. I love going from the Halloween decorations to fall/Thanksgiving to Christmas. The house feels more festive. More alive, even last year when we curtailed a lot of our celebrations. For me, that helped me focus on family, and it was refreshing to be released from some holiday commitments. Admit it. Did you really miss work holiday parties? But as usual, I digress. Whether you decorate or not, go to parties or don’t, I wish you a wonderful Halloween.

Giveaway:  To be entered for today’s random giveaway for the Mudpie eat, drink, & be scary dishtowel, leave a comment on your favorite Halloween costume or decoration.

When Halloween Meant Scaring Up a Little Romance

 

It seems to me that Halloween has grown darker over the years.  Growing up in Michigan, we dressed up as beggars and yelled “Help the poor.”  I don’t remember anyone wearing scary costumes.  Another place where you probably wouldn’t have seen werewolves or zombies is in the Old West.

During the 1800s it was considered a night of romance. Many of the tricks and treats of those Victorian Halloween parties were designed with romance in mind.

 In the Old West, Halloween dances were held in schoolhouses, barns or churches.  Guests were required to jump over a broom upon arrival to assure future happiness.  Masquerade balls were popular, too, but mostly held in the east.   

Apples played an important part in these Halloween rituals but so did tin soldiers.  An article in the El Paso Daily paper in 1899 described the ritual of melting tin soldiers.  A young woman would then drip the melted tin from a spoon into cold water. The tin would harden in all manner of shapes, thus foretelling a maiden’s future.  If, for example, the tin looked like a shoe, she would marry a shoemaker.  A ship meant her future husband would be a sailor and a hammer foretold a carpenter in her future.

Bobbing for apples was a must, but with an interesting twist. The apples would each contain the name of a male guest.  A woman lucky enough to sink her teeth into a pippin would come up with more than just a wet face; she’d also know the name of her future mate.

 Some enterprising hostesses who owned apple trees went one step further.  While the apples were still green they glued the initials of single males onto the apples.  When the apples ripened, the paper was washed off revealing the green initials on the rosy cheeks.   Upon arriving at the party, female guests would draw an apple from the tub to find out the name of her dance partner.

 Another popular game involving apples required careful paring so that the peels were cut into one long strip. These were then thrown over the left shoulder.  The initial the peel made on the floor was the initial of a future love.

 Peelings were also hung from barn doors and female guests were given a number. If for example, you got number two, then the second male through the door was your true love.

 Another crowd-pleaser was the cobweb game.  Guests were each given two bright colored threads attached to a cardboard heart in some remote corner. The threads ran through the room in an intricate pattern. The idea was to unravel your thread by bobbing under a red thread or slipping through a tangle of green or blue threads until you reached the heart which named your partner for the night.

Halloween games also included the game of Proposal.  Each woman was given a stack of cardboard hearts and lemons.  The males had to go around the room and propose to each woman. He had thirty seconds to convince her to marry him. When the bell rang, she would either give him a lemon for no or a heart for yes.  At the end of the game, the man with the most hearts won. 

With all the ghosts and goblins of today, it’s hard to imagine a time when Halloween was just another word for romance                             

        How are you and your family planning to spend this pandemic Halloween? 

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Let’s Play a HALLOWEEN Game! ~ Pam Crooks

 

The This ‘n That Game!

 

I’ve played this game with my readers in numerous Facebook parties, and it’s always a hit. The game is limited only by the participants’ responses.  

To allow for more of those responses, let’s include FALL with HALLOWEEN, okay?

Just respond to the comment above you, then add one of your own that’s something Halloween or Fall (opposites are more fun), and you’re off. 

Join in, and you can win a $10 Amazon Gift Card. (Winner announced later tonight.)

Join in as often as you’d like!  

Examples:

Spooky or Cute   

or   

Spring or Fall

 

Have Fun!

Happy Cabbage Night!

I knew Halloween evolved from the Celtic festival of Samhain and All Hallow’s Eve, but that was about all I knew. This year I decided to change that and dove into researching Halloween. First, I learned in New England the night before Halloween is Cabbage Night. Right now, I’m glad I live in Texas, because this tradition involves “pranksters” leaving rotten vegetables near a neighbor’s front door! I doubt this did much to promote good neighbor relations! Despite that, Happy Cabbage Night y’all.

Now on to Halloween…

I discovered many Halloween traditions revolved around helping women identify her potential husband or reassuring her she would indeed find a one. In 18th century Ireland, a cook would bury a ring in her mashed potatoes on Halloween. The hope was that the ring would bring the finder true love.

In Scotland, fortune tellers instructed marriage-minded women to name her hazelnuts after her suitors. Boy does that sound odd. 🙂 Then she was to toss them, the hazelnuts not her suitors, 🙂 into the fire. The nut that burned completely rather than exploding represented her future husband. Another legend insisted if a woman ate a sweet treat of walnuts, hazelnuts and nutmeg on Halloween, she would dream of her future husband that night.

Women would throw apple peelings over their shoulders in hopes of forming the initials of her future husband’s name. I wonder if there was strategic throwing involved with this tradition to get a desired result. Another legend told a woman to stand in front of a mirror in a dark room holding a candle. The hope was if she peered into the mirror, would see her husband’s face over her shoulder.

Halloween parties could get competitive regarding matrimony. For example, the first guest to find a burr on a chestnut hunt would be the next one to marry. The first one to successfully bob for apples was predicted to walk down the aisle soon. This tradition had visions of unmarried women practicing their bobbing for apple skills before Halloween parties to ensure a victory to pop into my head!

Because beliefs of different European countries mixed with American Indian traditions, America developed its own unique version of Halloween. At first, celebrations featured “play parties” to celebrate the harvest. Neighbors shared stories about the dead, told fortunes, danced and sang. The night also included mischief. But in the late 1800’s, people tried to shift the holiday away from ghosts, pranks and witchcraft to a more community or neighborly get together holiday. Parents were encouraged to remove anything frightening, grotesque or scary from their Halloween celebrations. Despite this community-centered focus, adding parades and town-wide parties, by the 1920’s and 30’s, vandalism became prevalent.

However, by the 1950’s communities had tampered down on the vandalism and Halloween became a more child-centered holiday. This probably was a result of all those post-war babies, too. Communities revived the tradition of trick-or-treating after it was halted due to sugar rationing during WWII. The thought was people could prevent being pranked by giving children a small treat.

Today, Halloween is America’s second largest commercial holiday, surpassed only by Christmas. We spend around 9 billion, yup with a billion with B, annually. That’s a lot of candy, costumes and yard art. It works out to an average American shelling out $86.79.

Speaking of candy…we haven’t even touched that delicious subject. But let’s do that now. Leave a comment on what’s your favorite trick-or-treat candy and why or what one makes you you want to pull a trick on someone to be entered for today’s giveaway. One random commenter will receive the pumpkin coasters and a copy of Family Ties.

Halloween, Ghost Stories, and Weddings! What? Weddings?

 

Yup, you read that right.  How do I get from the first two to the later? It’s easy when the wedding is in Estes Park, Colorado, at The Stanley Hotel, the famed inspiration for Stephen King’s The Shining.

First a little history. Freelan Oscar Stanley and his wife Flora, missing the east’s grandeur, opened The Stanley Hotel complete with electric lights, telephones, en suite bathrooms, uniformed staff and a fleet of automobiles in 1909 among the Rocky Mountains in Estes Park, Colorado. However, by the 1970’s the hotel’s splendor had faded, and it might have been demolished if not for Stephen King.

The famed author stayed in Room 217 and a dream here inspired The Shining. The room is thought to be haunted by Elizabeth Wilson. Injured in 1911 in an explosion lighting lanterns in Room 217, when recovered, Mrs. Wilson became head chambermaid and worked at the hotel until her death. Since then, guests have reported luggage being unpacked (now this I’d appreciate ?) and lights being turned on and off. Mrs. Wilson, not a fan of unmarried couples sharing the room, has been known to show her displeasure by climbing into bed between them!

The Concert Hall is another room frequented by otherworldly inhabitants including Flora Stanley. When the hotel opened, F.O. presented Flora with a Steinway Grand Piano. Since her passing, guests and staff claim Flora can still be heard playing. Paul, a jack-of-all trades at the hotel, enjoys frequenting this room as well. Charged with enforcing the hotel’s curfew during his tenure, guests and workers claim Paul can be heard saying “get out” after hours. He’s also said to “nudge” construction workers and flicker flashlights for tour groups here.

On the hotel’s fourth floor, originally a cavernous attic where female staff, nannies and children stayed, guests report hearing children running, laughing, giggling and playing. People also claim a certain closet opens and closes on its own. In room 428, guests report footsteps and furniture being moved above them. However, many claim this impossible due to the roof’s slope. But the room’s most frequent ghostly visitor is a “friendly cowboy” appearing by the bed. Now that’s the room for me! What a great opportunity for hero research!

These are a small sample of the ghost stories associated with The Stanley Hotel. If you’re interested in more tales, I recommend Ghost Stories of the Estes Valley Volumes 1 and 2 by Celeste Lasky. (I purchased mine at The Stanley but they’re available on Amazon.)

If you visit Estes Park, maybe you’ll be inspired as I was. That’s where the idea for my first novel sold to Harlequin, Big City Cowboy, literally walked up to me. But that’s a story for another blog…

If you stay at The Stanley Hotel, could you’ll encounter F.O. Stanley hovering behind his staff at the reception desk. ? If you do, keep these tips from tripsavvy.com on how to capture ghosts on camera in mind. “Take five or six quick shots to capture a fleeting spirit. Oh, and bring up back-up batteries because paranormal experts will tell you if spirits are present, they’ll have a draining effect on your batteries.”

Now it’s your turn. Leave a comment about a place where you’ve encountered a ghost or that’s left you feeling a bit creepy to be entered in my give away. And oh, yes, Happy Halloween!