So on Friday, hubs came hoe from work with some nice news. All the lay off papers have been handed out and he still has a job. Now, we aren’t looking for rooms in las vegas hotels, but we ARE breathing quite a bit easier!

The equipment hubs makes at his workplace is in high demand as farmers are using them to harvest corn to sell to people who make ethanol, and the ethanol market is doing very good, so it is likely that his company will pull through this recession, just based on the corn header sales.

It makes it a lot easier for us to spent the money we had planned on Christmas gifts, that’s for sure.

It’s ten PM on October 31’st. My children (Dementor, zombie and pirate) have had their Halloween make up scrubbed off them, brushed their teeth (twice!) and have been tucked into bed. Hubs and I have just finished going through their candy bags looking for all the normal contraband – razor blades, bottles of poison, open candies, that sort of thing.

And you know what? candy has gone PC – politically correct – on us!

Out of the entire candy haul, there was not a single package of candy cigarettes – sorry – candy sticks, as they are better  known now… Come to think of it, I haven’t seen them in stores lately either!

It’s a sign of the times, just like how proud papa’s are no longer handing out Dutch Master cigars to announce the birth of their bundles of joy.

Oh well. At least miniature chocolate bars are still socially acceptable – until the obisity activists have their way, at least!