We've had very few in 2-3 years. We turned off outside lights. Heard nothing from outside, no doorbell rings, no cars, no kiddies giggling as they would pass by.
Saturday night is pizza night for us. But our oven took a dive a few days ago. We decided to treat ourselves to fried chicken and all the fixin's, sit down about 8 pm and watch Beetlejuice or some other movie as we ate.
I sailed out about 3 pm to get chicken and fixings from Walmart, warm it all up at dinner time. Really smart plan, I thought. Get it before the rush, not really thinking there would be a rush at all, let alone 3 pm..
Hmmm. Chicken sold out at Walmart. So I headed to KFC...haven't had KFC in maybe 30 years.
Whoa! KFC was mega surrounded by cars (you can't go inside) waiting in line.
So I detoured to Churches Chicken, just down the street. Whoa! Surrounded even worse.
I turned around, and passing KFC again miraculously the 'line' was reasonable. Determined to have fried chicken I waited patiently in the long but doable line and got our chicken and fixin's.
BUT THEN, even stranger...all the way there and back I noticed long lines of cars, sometimes into the street, at about every church I passed. This is 3 pm. What the?? Maybe they were doing some sort of goodie bag give aways. Drive through and get yours. Or maybe those "Trunk OR Treat" events. I just couldn't believe they were doing it so early in the day. Smart actually. Good for them if they were doing it to keep the kids safe while having something for them.
Friends with grown children were making goodie bags for their grand kids, taking the bags and leaving on the porch, no close contact. It is just almost impossible not to hug grandma and grandpa.
Years ago we'd enjoy the kids coming by, sometimes took polaroids of the ones in cute costume, etc. Sometimes we would even dress up. I'd cut eye holes in a sheet, swoop to the door making eerie sounds, husband would bang on the garage door howling like a banshee. The kids shreeked and ran a little but mostly loved it.
One year we were going to be away Halloween night. We filled a big plastic pumpkin with GOOD candy, like Snickers and such, not that cheap awful stuff. When we returned it was gone, pumpkin and all. No surprise. Some jerk just took it all.
Now we are just too old and tired to mess with it all. This year the virus gave us a good excuse.
But what the heck is it with everybody wanting fried chicken on Halloween night? Or maybe just because it was Saturday?