- A couple of weeks ago, someone asked me when I’d be writing another 15 in 5. The person next to them asked, “What’s that?” I realized that it’s been a while since I told y’all. It’s a list of 15 things that should take about five minutes to read.
- A couple of years ago, someone criticized me for writing these lists, saying that lists weren’t real writing, and I was getting off easy. Yeah, so? Maybe I am.
- A couple of minutes ago, I figured out it was time for another 15 in 5 and I silently celebrated. I love lists. Even these pointless, random lists.
- I think I’m pretty much the only American who doesn’t like Krispy Kreme donuts or the hump day camel commercial. Both make me gag.
- I love Halloween, because The Kids love Halloween. Except when they were babies, we’ve pretty much let them choose their costumes. My only rule is that they have to decide before we go to the costume store. The worst potential Halloween task is standing in front of the costume catalog wall at that big party store.
- One year, we let The Boy choose from the wall of crappy costumes. It was just as bad as anticipated. He was a Transformer, which is cute, but the costume broke before we got tricked a single treat. This year, he’s the Grim Reaper. We only had to buy the mask.
- As an aside, if you’re a parent, go ahead and invest in a black cape. The dress-up possibilities are endless, and I promise you’ll use if for at least two Halloween costumes.
- The Girl came to me this year and said she didn’t want to be a kitty this year. For the tens of you who regularly read, you’ll remember her love for the kitty costume. What started as Sparkly Kitty morphed into Cowgirl Sparkly Kitty. I was sad to learn about the possible ending of a very adorable era. Enter Cowgirl Sparkly Witch Kitty.
- I saw that there are now sexy versions of just about anything. One can go dressed as the always in demand sexy slice of pizza or ketchup bottle. Or when it’s sexy, is it catsup? I came across a sexy skunk costume, too. Nothing turns a man on more than a woman who sprays a foul odor from her glands.
- The number one requested Halloween candy is Reese’s cups, followed by Snickers and M&Ms. Some of us like a Laffy Taffy, Blow Pop or Three Musketeers. Let’s not waste our time with much else. Do you want to be the house everyone talks about? Sure you do. Go for the full-sized candy bars.
- I love people watching, but I feel bad for the story I made up about the girl in the parking lot at my grocery store. She was talking to a sheriff’s deputy. I wasn’t the only one who paid attention. He was taking iPhone pictures of her nametag area. I still have no idea what they were doing, but they hugged and kissed goodbye right there in public, so I’m assuming it was no big deal.
- At the risk of ruining a good thing, I’ll tell y’all something. Pizza Joint has $1 slice night. Pints are cheap, too. I’m sure you can figure out what night it is without me telling you. Don’t all go at once, and please save a slice for me.
- If you’re reading this before Saturday, don’t forget to change your clocks this weekend. Fall backward, so we move them back one hour. If you’re reading this after Saturday, I suppose you still need to take care of it.
- How many people still have clocks that need to be changed?
- When it’s light in the morning, it’s much easier to get up. When it’s dark by 5 p.m., I want to go to bed earlier. It’s depressing. We can fix that by starting happy hour earlier. Cheers!
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