PRACTICAL PARSIMONY: Frugal Post-Halloween

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Frugal Post-Halloween

Chocolate candy corn...yum

Right after Halloween I searched for candy corn. It was later in the day, so I assumed I had just missed on the clearance. Someone else had scooped up all the candy corn! Bummer Then, exbf and I went to Walmart for something later in the week. There were about six carts of Halloween stuff, sitting in carts by the door.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" That was all the sound I could make. The electric cart stopped and I waggled my hand as I just made that silly noise.

"What?!"

"Get it, get it!" I waggled my hand.

"What?"

"Candy corn, candy corn, chocolate candy corn!" I think I was bouncing on the seat by then.

You see, there were only two or three bags left of chocolate candy corn amidst a cart of regular candy corn and several people who were into that cart. I was ready to go into a tantrum to match any two-year-old. Or, I think I sounded like one. A guy was laughing at me and confusion of exbf who literally jumped to see what I wanted.

Whew! He got one for me and then proceeded to get the regular ones for himself. There was a cartful of the regular candy corn for him. At $1 for the hugest bag I have seen, I figured we still should share and save more money and calories. He does not like chocolate ones.

At home we both tore into our respective bags. I put some of mine in a glass jar. The rest I put down to find a twist-tie and cook lunch. Later the next day, I found the bag still open. So, it is trash. Tonight, I got out the jar and started eating. I bite off all the orange and white parts and make a little pile of the chocolate, eating the chocolate last.

Right now, I feel like I ate a cup of sugar. Yuck! for the feeling. Yum! for the time just before I ate too much tonight and was still enjoying it.

(Another indoor shot with funny color graces my opening of the blog post once again.)

Your turn

Did you wait until after Halloween to indulge in Halloween candy? Or, did lucky you have children's candy to eat while they were at school? I did that. They got wise and hid their candy from me.

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Jenny @ Simcoe StreetNovember 13, 2011 at 2:53 PM
Chocolate candy corn? Yum!!
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kymberNovember 13, 2011 at 5:21 PM
teeheehee - chocolate candy corn of all things is your downfall - who knew? don't care for any halloween candy myself but i love those tiny bags of chips!!! thankfully have been getting myself off of them the last few years!

i have been under the weather the last few days and that is why i am late getting to these posts. better late than never eh?

your friend,
kymber
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LindaMNovember 13, 2011 at 5:53 PM
Anything chocolate needs to be hidden from me...no matter who it belongs to. I have to try those chocokte candy corn. I wasn't hungry until now.
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LindaNovember 13, 2011 at 11:01 PM
kymber,
Only at Halloween is candy corn the culprit. Who wants a Reese's cup shaped like a pumkin at twice the price. Glad you are getting better.

LindaM,
Did you eat your children's chocolate candy from the bag at Halloween, or their Easter Basket or their Christmas stockings? I did.

Little brats refused to give me any. Well, that was after I raided all those and they got big emough to remember what was in their stash. That happened when the oldest was three. He then warned the girl born next that Mama steals. They warned the younger daughter and helped her keep it out of my reach at night.

Finally, so they would quit calling me names and I could stop wrestling the chocolate from them or threatening them, Santa and the Easter Bunny left a secret stash for me.

Me to eight-year-old child: "You won't even give me a piece of your stocking candy? You do remember I bought that in the first place?

Eight-year-old to me: "Well, Santa gave it to ME! You should have left a stocking."
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Okay, hoping the annoyances have gone away.

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Fancy is my favorite hen. She is one of the three youngest hens I adopted. Because she is so gentle and friendly, she may be the one I rescued when she was being pecked to death after she could no longer stand. She got to live in the house in a box. Sometimes, I let her sit in my lap while she was convalescing. Now, she comes to sit in the swing with me, cuddling up to my body like a cat or dog. She died in February 2012.

Fancy follows me begging, complaining, needing me to do for her. She talks to me in various voices. She allows me to pick her up and carry her. When she became an adult, her head was a darker red and her body was light brown. Around her neck were tips of black feathers. It appeared she had a necklace of jet around her neck. When I showed this characteristic to a friend, he said, "Oh, you have fancy chickens and plain chickens."

Chessie has a broken toe. I broke it! She had a habit of jumping really high and almost sticking. A raccoon ate her in October 2009.

Thelma is the blonde. She is also the largest hen and the alpha hen. I suspect the gigantic eggs are from her. She often squats and presents herself to me. She is top hen, but I suspect she knows she had better be deferent to top feeder of the flock--me.

Louise is the auburn-feathered hen. She looks like the true Rhode Island Reds in pictures. She is almost as large as Thelma. Some days I suspect she is trying to be top chicken. When I got Pepper, I found out Louise is the Alpha hen.

Pepper came here from the same home as the first four. We were discussing putting red pepper on their food, wondering if it really would increase egg production. Pepper is the only name we agreed on. She is terrorized each day by Louise. Even after the worst was over, she was and is still filled with terror and very wary.

Linda is owned by four hens. They allow her to fetch for them. She loves them dearly, so she allows them to boss her around. Linda comes out in the rain to perform chores for them and make sure they have food and water. She begs scraps from all sorts of places to make sure they have fresh fruits and vegetables.

Parsimony is not a vegetable

Parsimony is extreme care in spending money. Stick around and learn about my random thoughts on accomplishing goals economically--dumpster diving aka safari, gleaning, do-it-yourself, sewing tips, recipes, and whatever is happening in my life.

Okay so maybe "parsimony" is not your thing. How about thrift, frugality or just plain saving money? I try not to go the tightwad route as that seems to imply others will suffer from my habits.

Some of my not-spending habits have very much been a part of my lifelong habits. Other habits are newly acquired and are an extension of my lifelong not-spending habits.

I am very imaginative when it comes to substituting or making instead of buying. I will tell you about making a heater for the chickens' water. Not one dime was spent since I had everything I needed right in my basement.

Practicality must rear its head alongside parsimony. For example, I will use the dryer in bad weather or because of allergies in the spring. But, I will not wash clothes in a tub as long as I have a washing machine or can find one.

You may hear more about my four Rhode Island Red hens than you care to hear. They lay delicious brown eggs.

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Saturday, November 12, 2011

Frugal Post-Halloween

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