it's a lunchblog update. today's specialty is moosewood brand macaroni and three cheeses. it's a fairly decent frozen lunch choice, though i'm always weirded out by the packaging that gets nuked with the food. who knows how many dioxins and other lovely carcinogens get mixed in with the meal.
i'm creating this post via email, by the way. while recently looking at my various blogger preferences i discovered this was an option. we'll see if it works.
last night was a candy fest to beat all candy fests. first we took tashi trick or treating on the uva lawn. the lawn stretches out from the rotunda and is lined on either side by the range. the range (or ranges, as there are several) are long rows of beautiful old dorm rooms, designed by mr. jefferson himself. only the brightest get a room in the range, but rumor has it that each occupant also has to agree to buy $300 worth of candy each halloween for the kiddies that flock to the lawn. tashi was one of those kiddies and indeed her black cat bag was full to the brim when all was said and done.
as if that wasn't enough, we also took her around the neighborhood. she had the chicken pox last year, so i guess we were making up for a lost year. we were also pretty curious about our neighbors, who after a year, we still don't know. after the neighborhood round her bag was again full to the brim.
much of the candy has been offered up to the candy goblins. tashi enjoys this ritual every year, of deciding which candy she'll leave out for said goblins.
today i am being chastised for the web of deceit i'm weaving around my child by making her think there are candy goblins. i'm feeling the guilt in a big way. but as dan's friend said, we're the goblins because we're goblin' the candy (actually its been donated to co-workers and grad students).
to me its an exercise in generosity and restraint. it's also kind of like propitiating the gods. goblins, gods. close enough.
1 comment:
Funny thing, Emily was telling me about these kids she encountered one year who were running all over the neighborhood getting candy, then taking it back to their house & dumping it in a huge pile. The parents then would "dispose" of the candy by offering it to trick-r-treaters, and the kids would get a healthier reward like home made caramel apples.
So you guys arent' the only ones scarring your kid for life! Ha ha!
Yesterday, All Souls Day, I wore the t-shirt Jase sent me from NOLA: "Drove My Chevy to the Levee, but the Levee was Gone." Funny, but not funny, but funny.
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