Fire Burn and Caldron Boil

I tried and tried to post this last night but, Blogger was having a seizure or something and I finally threw my hands in the air in frustration and went to bed, as one does.

Anyway, Blogger appears to feel much better today. Maybe it was food poisoning.

And, I digress.

What I wanted to talk about was the fact that Halloween is only two days away! I'm ready for it. I have my costume for the contest at work (loving that job), our pumpkins have been dutifully carved, every free inch of my house is decorated in Halloween paraphernalia, and, I have already been approached by strangers in the supermarket, inquiring as to whether or not Hugh will be hosting his annual Haunted Porch (he is, fingers crossed).

I have only to dip caramel apples with the children (tonight or tomorrow night) and to break open the giant bags of Halloween candy purchased for the Trick-or-Treaters and we will be ready to go.

As an aside, this is the first year that I can remember that I have not had to return to the Hellmouth to pick up a new bag of Halloween candy following the eating of the originally purchased bag; I am so very proud of myself and my ability to resist the siren call of the mini Twix and bite-sized Three Musketeers.

Anyway, Halloween, right around the corner.

Squee!

 

Round about the caldron go;

In the poison’d entrails throw.—

Toad, that under cold stone,

Days and nights has thirty-one;

Swelter’d venom sleeping got,

Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot!

 Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire burn, and caldron bubble.