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norsegirlA guy just came to my door claiming to be with the security company that installed the system in my house when it was built and asked if I wanted to talk to someone about activating it. I could hardly hear him over the hysterically barking beagle. I grinned and replied that wouldn't be necessary and that the fuzzy, four-legged system I had was functioning just fine.
In other news, I keep trying to convince myself that chocolate covered raisins are not considered a serving of fruit. I don't think I'm winning that argument as the box is almost empty now. Let's not even talk about yesterday's "candy corn is not a vegetable, especially not the chocolate-covered pieces" failed argument. I have a love-hate relationship with most major holidays, Halloween being no exception. I am immune to the card-buying aisle, having no interest in writing people or buying stamps or walking cards to a post box. But the candy aisle defeats me every time.
In other news, I keep trying to convince myself that chocolate covered raisins are not considered a serving of fruit. I don't think I'm winning that argument as the box is almost empty now. Let's not even talk about yesterday's "candy corn is not a vegetable, especially not the chocolate-covered pieces" failed argument. I have a love-hate relationship with most major holidays, Halloween being no exception. I am immune to the card-buying aisle, having no interest in writing people or buying stamps or walking cards to a post box. But the candy aisle defeats me every time.
