I haven't fallen into the Twilight zone and lost half the year, have I?
This IS still August, isn't it?
asking begging you all: look at your calendar, run to your doorstep and check the Sunday newspaper and click on the TV to check if there are re-runs on prime time. If there are re-runs on at prime time, it must still be August. Check back with me and tell me if I am right that this is August 12th.
Then, if I am, please go to YOUR local Walgreen's and tell me if they have the HALLOWEEN CANDY on display. That's right - HALLOWEEN CANDY - and it is not yet the middle of August (at least not on my calendar). Oh the horrors!
|Chocolate Zombie Bunny|
If that isn't pushing it enough, our tormentors at Cadbury, knowing our fearful addiction to their Easter time Cadbury creme eggs, have come out with a Halloween Cadbury Screme egg where the inside yolk creme is now a Frankenstein-esque green color.
This post about the Halloween display is the result of my daughter's trip to Walgreen's for pantyhose. I did not see it myself. I shop elsewhere for my hose and rarely ever go into a Walgreen's anyway, but I thought you should be warned.
I am going to tell you a secret. My dirty secret from this past Easter season. I bought creme eggs. I bought them one night at the store and on the way home from the store, with the still-wrapped creme eggs in my hand, I opened the car window and tossed all three of them out as I drove home, screaming at myself for almost falling prey to a f**k*ng creme egg piece of crap chocolate chemical blitz!
I littered the gutter of the main thoroughfare with smashed foil wrapped eggs. If I had eaten them I would have littered my body with them. Which is the worse crime?
|I cannot watch this movie alone|
As the line reads from one of the scariest of zombie movies, Night of the Living Dead: "They're coming to get you Barbara. . . ."
I think they want chocolate.