Trick or Treat Trouble
Hello folks,
I got in trouble the other evening and this is my agreed upon penance. You see, a trailor
load of trick-or-treaters came by our place and we had nothing to offer them! I know...
I'd been out of town all day on business and despite husband Phil's reminder's to pick
up candy for the little folks--I forgot!
Phil's first response was to hit all the lights and act like we weren't home. (This with
them parked on the road in front of our house and walking down our neighbor's drive--real sneaky, huh?)
Since I was the one that forgot the candy, I was also the lucky one that got to go
outside and represent the family with an official Tomlinson apology. Well, all the parents
were very gracious, (of course-- this IS the south), and even the kids forgave me and
posed for some pictures. The deal was that if I publicly apologized and put their pictures
on the web--all would be well. (Oh, and something about TWICE as much candy next year!)
So, here they are! I wouldn't dream of trying to name everyone. I'd surely get someone's name
wrong and be pushed back even further into the doghouse. You'll have to cut me some slack there.
Hugs,
A Properly Repentant Shellie
