Trick or Treat

Where is the trick? I only know the treat. I just got in a few minutes ago and for the first time in years I thought you know I should get some candy just in case I get some trick or treaters. So I go to Rousaers, the local grocery here in Spokane, peruse the aisles and find some candy. I think well let me get some mounds and some kisses because if I have left overs I can eat it. We rush home eager to see if we are too late. So as we are driving through my neighborhood I see hoards and hoards of kids. They are everywhere. They have taken over the neighborhood. I ask myself, where did they come from? We run inside, feed the dogs and the bell stops going non-stop. In just a few minutes we are out of the mounds. I didn't even have one. Okay, we are onto the kisses and like an avalanche the kids keeping pounding on us never ending. They are all dressed up, polite and as we start to get low on candy we just give them one kiss a piece and their sweet little faces never complain but instead politely say "thank you." My next store neighbor comes over with his son and his little boy who couldn't be a day over three blurts out "Hi, I'm your next store neighbor, what is that noise?" I reply "My dogs, they are in the bedroom for I didn't want them to scare you" He shouts out "I don't want to meet any scary dogs, I have a dog. he's a boy" So this charming little boy and I have a lovely exchange on my front porch. He is much older and wiser than his age and I am completely enchanted with him. I look out onto my street to a sea of trick or treaters and wonder what I am going to do for I am about out of candy and my food stock is low. I could give them each a piece of bread for I bought a fresh loaf but I don't think that will go over too well. My charming little man's Dad apoligizes for not telling me that our neighborhood is "The" neighborhood for trick or treating. He tells me his first year here he ran out too and that when you do you just turn your light out and everything will be fine. I feel like such a coward but I know that this is my future. He proceeds to tell me that people from all over Spokane drive to our hood, park their cars and sail on through. He tells me there is a major traffic jam at the end of the main street and that cars are lined up a mile long. We talk another minute or so and they leave. Two teenage kids, one taller than me are our next ding-dongers. They spit out that they are not from around here but that our area gives the best candy. They say a term that I don't hear to well but from what I can gether it means really good. They said thank you but looked into their pumpkin holder full of choice candy and gave a look as if to say, that's it? One lousy kiss. I almost wanted to take it back for I was running out and I never did get my mounds and now I wasn't even going to have a kiss. No kisses on halloween? That is not what this girl is looking forward to.
So my lights are off and I am huddled up in my house pretending that not every child in Spokane is out on my street. I want to give out more candy but I have none to give. I am in desperate need of a trick or a miracle. I wish I could do like Jesus and multiply my mounds and my kisses but alas I am not able to. I don't want it for myself but to share it with the kids but unfortunately I just can't do it.
Oh I wish I could see another little kid, teenage kid, or proud parents face. What a treat, that was my treat but I wasn't prepared. Again, I am not in NewYork anymore and I didn't think there would be so many kids. I certainly didn't know I lived in "the" hood for trick or treating. I wonder what else I don't know about my little community. Maybe, it is time for me to find out.

Thought for the day - It's not always nice to be nice.

Happy Trails!