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.

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!




















Okay, so I can’t resist a blog about Halloween. After all, it is October.
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.
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.





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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.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.”
To one reader who leaves a comment, I will give away an eBook of my latest Kasota Springs Romance “Out of a Texas Night”.