It's been over a week now, and I am going into some serious withdrawal.
Body shakes, severe cravings, mood swings - it's gettin' pretty bad around here.
Yeah, the Halloween candy is just about gone - all that's left is the really crappy stuff - like plastic spider rings (seriously, WHO buys plastic spider rings and passes that off as Halloween treats?), pencil erasers (again, really? Erasers??!) and the unidentifiable candy that looks suspiciously like it was packaged in China, smuggled through a radioactive plant in Chernobyl, and is now slowly disintegrating in the bottom of the basket.
No one's touching it. Even our dog sniffs it and then runs away in horror.
We actually had some pretty tasty treats this year - Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, Snickers and KitKats were in abundance.
However, between my 11-year old daughter, who never met a chocolate she didn't like, and myself - those little goodies were quickly snarfed up in record time, leaving us with spiders, erasers and pixie straws.
Pixie straws? Gah.
Our next holiday isn't until Thanksgiving....and that's my next beef.
What were the Pilgrims thinking when they came up with the Thanksgiving menu? Instead of roast turkey and cranberries and pumpkin pie (bleh), why aren't we loading our Harvest tables with chocolate?
And if Milky Ways and Junior Mints and Hershey's aren't enough to celebrate, throw in some Ding Dong's and Moon Pies and truffles, and my Thanksgiving table would TRULY be a thanksgiving table.
Because it's going to be a long time until Christmas and Santa and chocolate in my stocking hung over the fireplace with glee.
And it could get really ugly around here before then.