Happy Halloween, everybody! The greeting comes a little late in the evening this year, but I figred you would be back from the party to actually read it, or wouldn’t notice it was late as you were bleary eyed or on a sugar high.
This vintage Kool-Aid ad from 1960 includes a note on the table:
If the doorbell rings before I get back, here’s the loot for the trick-r-treaters
-Mother
Clearly, either it is a very small closeknit neighborhood where everyone is bestest friends with eachother, eats over at other people’s houses, and there are only six or seven kids on the whole block, including Agnes’ granddaughter whose mother brings her hear because the getting is better in this neighborhood…or this is clearly 1960, before people started being cheapskates. Look…whole donuts for the kids, not the “fun size” candy bars that are 2″ long. Now that is hospitality!
One of my biggest questions is: What are the pink jelly beans doing there? It isn’t Easter yet. Second question: If the festivities start so soon, why did “Mother” suddenly decide to go out? Isn’t that not great planning? Not that I am implying that Dad or the Kids can’t pass out the goodies and it is strictly her job, but didn’t she know it was Halloween? That’s like saying on Thanksgiving, “Start dinner without me, I have to finish watering the lawn.”
I won’t be so hard on the Mother who wrote the note, as she has definitely put a lot of time and expense for the spread she put out. I wonder why she didn’t write “Mom.” Unless she was writing the note for her son Norman…
This weekend I will share a recipe for what to do with all the leftover pumpkin guts that you have been saving to try to find something to do with. In the meantime, I think a few protein shakes are in your future for the weekend, to offset the lack of nutiritonal value that entered your system tonight.
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