kerravonsen | American Invasion

Well. I have just had my doorbell rung by children in costume. This is a first. Yes, in all the years I've lived in Australia (which is not equal to the years of my life, mind) I have never had trick-or-treaters at the door before.

My first words to them were "But this is an American custom!" If I recall correctly, their response was "But it's fun!". I was so flustered, I can't recall what all of them were wearing, though one girl had fairy wings on, and one boy had a beard, I think he was dressed as a pirate.

Anyway, I decided to be nice to them, and then ran around trying to figure what I could give them. There aren't usually bikkies or sweets in the house (though there were some sweets in my bag, they were loose). I knew I had some filled marshmallows, though possibly not enough. Then I recalled the assorted box of Lindor chocolate balls I was saving for Christmas. I said to them, "You're lucky, I was saving these for Christmas." I gave them one each, but from the gasps when they saw the box, they did appreciate what they were getting.

Aren't I good? 8-)

I am also good because I did 15 minutes on the treadmill just before the doorbell rang. I was going to do ten, but I persisted. Mind you, it's the first time I've done it all month, so I am not that good.