Hahaha… but true 😞
Or, don’t be a psychopathic party pooper! Uh, oh, what are you giving out? (Almost always chocolate at my house, you know, in case there are leftovers!)
We were at my youngest brother’s house for Thanksgiving and as happens at these family get-togethers, after awhile the stories flow as fast as the beer and wine. My DSIL is a hoot and a fabulous storyteller and this is my version of her version, more or less…
If you live in the northwest Chicago suburbs, you might have seen this in your neighborhood a few weeks ago. An attractive dark-haired, blue-eyed extremely well-dressed, middle-aged woman arrived home in the late afternoon to find in her yard the biggest squirrel you have ever seen with his head stuck in a box and those white packing peanuts scattered everywhere, to the point that it looked like the lawn was covered with snow.
She muttered obscenities under her breath and maybe even yelled them, all the while stomping her feet and waving her arms to try to get the squirrel to leave her package alone. (This is my middle-school teaching, Irish sister-in-law whom I know can curse with the best of them. I’m sure her language was extremely colorful, what with all that pent up aggression from dealing with 7th and 8th graders all day.)
A perfect circular opening had been chewed into the top of the Girl Scout Candy and Nut box order that UPS had apparently left on the porch, and there was not a single Dark Chocolate Caramel Cap with Sea Salt left. The tin of mixed gourmet nuts had either teeth or claw marks in it and my DSIL decided it could not be saved, even to be given as a neighborly gift for the holidays 😉
She hoped that the chocolate would affect the squirrel like it does dogs and he would die a horrible, horrible chocolate-induced death, but alas, he seemed hale and hearty when he ambled away in search of other delicacies. My brother said he was just grateful not to come home to find the body of a dead, bloated rodent in his yard…
Today is Sweetest Day and since I review romance books, I thought I’d share some fun facts about the holiday from the always reliable Internet:
The first Sweetest Day was celebrated on October 8, 1921 in Cleveland, Ohio and really started as a day to help the less fortunate. According to Wikipedia, “The Cleveland Plain Dealer’s October 8, 1922 edition, which chronicles the first Sweetest Day in Cleveland, states that the first Sweetest Day was planned by a committee of 12 confectioners chaired by candymaker Adam Olis. The Sweetest Day in the Year Committee distributed over 20,000 boxes of candy to ‘newsboys, orphans, old folks, and the poor.’ ”
Hallmark says, “Legend has it that Sweetest Day was established around 1922 by Herbert Birch Kingston, a Cleveland, Ohio, candy company employee who wanted to bring happiness to the lives of those who often were forgotten. Kingston and others distributed candy and small gifts to orphans, people confined to their homes and others to show them that someone cared.
In the early 1930s, movie stars got into the act. Ann Pennington distributed candy to 2,200 Cleveland newspaper boys, and Theda Bara gave candy to theater-goers and patients in Cleveland hospitals.”
Everyone seems to agree that Sweetest Day is most popular in the Great Lakes region, with the two most celebratory cities being Cleveland and Detroit. Who knew? It’s come to be known as a holiday to give flowers, sweets or cards to your sweetie, and is now always the third Saturday in October. Hallmark assures us that the trend is spreading across the country…
A few years ago, a co-worker of mine gave his fiancee five pounds of sugar for Sweetest Day and she married him anyway…
Do you and your sweetie celebrate the holiday?