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!