I wasn't planning on eating cake, but my mom made homemade cupcakes with buttercream frosting, and I decided to eat one. I also planned on eating a lot of candy--I had survived the entire season so far without a single piece of Halloween candy, and I had promised myself that I could eat as much as I wanted on Halloween night.
After dinner, I had to drive Noah and Eli to meet up with Jerry, who was taking them trick-or-treating at his parents' house. Then I went back to my parents' house and sat outside near the fire. My dad always puts copper in the fire so that it makes different colors while it burns--it's really cooling looking, but the picture doesn't do it justice:
My parents were giving out Reese's Cups and Kit Kat bars (full size ones), and I chose to have the Reese's. I went home at 8:00, and the boys came home about a half hour later. They had SO much candy! We weighed their bags, and they each had 6 1/2 pounds. They dumped it out on the floor and we sorted it all out.
|Estelle was keeping inventory|
It was hard to resist eating any candy today, but I told my kids not to give me any more, even if I ask. They are more than willing to share with me, but I told them that I don't need any more, so please don't let me have any ;)
The kids didn't have school today, so I had to do my run on the treadmill this morning. I had three miles at race pace on the schedule for today. My race pace for the Ragnar Relay is 9:00/mi. So I just set the treadmill to 6.7 mph (8:54/mi pace) and ran for three miles. It was over so quickly! I'm used to doing six miles on the treadmill from marathon training, so three flew by. Love that :)
However, I'm glad I am missing the race because it's canceled, rather than missing it just because I chose not to go. The more I read about the aftermath of the hurricane, the better I feel about my decision not to go. I feel so awful for all the people that are still dealing with problems with their homes, and power outages and all that. I read today about the woman whose two little boys died--they had been ripped from her arms in the flood, and were missing, and today, their bodies were found. Reading about that completely broke my heart--the boys were 2 and 4, and as you know, I have two boys that are two years apart.
I hate to end on a sad note, so go check out these pictures on BuzzFeed--26 Truly Inspiring Images from Hurricane Sandy. Seeing things like that makes me feel good!