http://midlifebloggers.com/2008/10/28/waiting-for-mr-goodbar-or-vice-versaat-midlife/ Making The Most of MidLife--Together Fri, 17 Dec 2010 21:56:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.3 http://midlifebloggers.com/2008/10/28/waiting-for-mr-goodbar-or-vice-versaat-midlife/comment-page-1/#comment-1181 Cecilia Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:55:39 +0000 http://midlifebloggers.com/?p=431#comment-1181 It's those damned gummy bears that get me every year. And now I've added Butterfingers, I never knew they were so good. It’s those damned gummy bears that get me every year. And now I’ve added Butterfingers, I never knew they were so good.

]]> http://midlifebloggers.com/2008/10/28/waiting-for-mr-goodbar-or-vice-versaat-midlife/comment-page-1/#comment-1169 darryle Thu, 30 Oct 2008 02:32:08 +0000 http://midlifebloggers.com/?p=431#comment-1169 We've done that too, for years, leaving the bowl of candy outside. Parents are remarkably vigilant in making sure their kids don't abuse the privilege. So ours never made it through the night untouched---but I always kept a few extra bags in the house just as insurance. We’ve done that too, for years, leaving the bowl of candy outside. Parents are remarkably vigilant in making sure their kids don’t abuse the privilege. So ours never made it through the night untouched—but I always kept a few extra bags in the house just as insurance.

]]> http://midlifebloggers.com/2008/10/28/waiting-for-mr-goodbar-or-vice-versaat-midlife/comment-page-1/#comment-1160 Elaine Wed, 29 Oct 2008 10:17:51 +0000 http://midlifebloggers.com/?p=431#comment-1160 We live in a neighborhood with no trick-or-treaters, but every year my husband insisted on leaving a bowl of candy out on the stoop while we brought our kids to another neighborhood to make the candy rounds. There is something somewhat pathetic about coming home to an untouched bowl of candy. He finally gave up that routine last year, and my weight is the better for it. (But that doesn't mean I still can't "visit" my kids' stashes of candy.) We live in a neighborhood with no trick-or-treaters, but every year my husband insisted on leaving a bowl of candy out on the stoop while we brought our kids to another neighborhood to make the candy rounds. There is something somewhat pathetic about coming home to an untouched bowl of candy. He finally gave up that routine last year, and my weight is the better for it. (But that doesn’t mean I still can’t “visit” my kids’ stashes of candy.)

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