This week has been a blur of Halloween related activities and sheer sugar highs. Our city does an annual downtown trick or treating event, yesterday I took the kids down to that one. Everyone bashes Fitchburg, but at the end of the day I’ve never found another city in Massachusetts that does as much for the kids as this one. The amount of resources and time that’s spent on these kids activities is one that definitely doesn’t go unnoticed. From the non stop civic days events to the schools providing all supplies needed for the kids, they really do go above and beyond.

This was the second of three Halloween trick or treating the kids will be doing this year. Thursday I busted them out of school early to bring them down to Honey Pot Hill Orchard to do some ridiculous over priced apple picking, gotta love the capitalism and forced holiday events they force feed down parents throats every year.

They really get parents with these events, damn well knowing that going to them involves a sensory overload and potentially some empty threats. Gotta make sure to get your $25 worth of apples though and hit the over priced gift shop on the way out to be harassed by your child because the selection of stuffies isn’t up to their standards. My will to live by the end of that adventure was fleeting at best.

I most definitely bribed the kids with decorating halloween cookies last night. Naturally Walmart on my delivery order sent me blue frosting instead of orange- you’d think that I’d slaughtered someone’s first born the way I heard how problematic that one was. Heaven forbid the color coordination of the holiday cookies is not accurate- I was informed even green would have been an acceptable substitute, but not the blasphemous blue we got. Sue me for trying right?

I’m excited to return to work, I miss my alcoholic on their way to dementia riddled regulars and their boogie lifestyles I could only ever dream of affording. I am always flattered when one assumes I’m in their tax bracket just because I’m standing in close proximity to them, little do they realize I’m a step above a sewer rat.

I’m still alive, can’t say I’m grateful but I’m functional and doing the damn thing which is about the best I can get at this point. If you want a kick ass tee, be sure to snag one over at https://www.facebook.com/share/g/19jJe3J2KF/?mibextid=wwXIfr