Trick or Treat

Last week's fall festival was quite the exciting outing. I had no idea there were so many small business vendors doing local crafts and food making. You could buy homemade jewelry, clothes, and food. There was fair food as well. I had some roasted corn, fried chicken, and a fried peach pie. Pretty awesome. I also picked up some homemade dutch apple pie jam. Its the perfect topping for toast in the morning. It was also a beautiful fall afternoon. The people watching was a little weak. Quite frankly the people in our neighborhood are too normal. Just a bunch of normal looking families enjoying the afternoon.

This past week Stacey really began her rural rotation in earnest. It has really worked out pretty well. She drives about 50 minutes from our house to get to the clinic she is working at in Calhoun County, Georgia. A couple of nights a week she is going to stay with my brother Ryan and his wife Rachel. They live about 35 minutes north of Calhoun. Stacey definitely likes being with people she knows every night as opposed to most of her classmates who move into the country for a month to complete their rotations.

Next month Stacey will be traveling a good bit going to interviews at potential residency programs. On the the list: Atlanta, Houston, Durham, Orlando, Washington D.C, Cincinnati, and Lexington. I'll keep you posted on how that goes.

Stacey and and I got gas this morning. It was 2.29 a gallon. Last month we paid 4.00 for gas. I don't think we're dealing with a supply and demand issue only. We've got years before seeing incremental increases and now it can swing over a dollar in a month. I'm a bit suspicious to say the least.

Finally, we vicariously trick or treated with our good friends 2 year old John Michael. We walked through the neighborhood for a while with our little ghost costumed buddy. He was pretty excited as you can imagine, and his mother Susan had him totally prepped with the door bell ringing and saying trick or treat thing. Here is the sad part. The kid has a peanut allergy so about half his candy couldn't be kept and Stacey isn't eating sweets, so I got half the haul. Sweet deal for me! While John Michael's dad Johnny and I held down the fort giving away candy for part of the evening, I had a brilliant idea. We were beginning to run low on candy and I had a thought about how to have something to still give away and clean out your junk. Why not treat Trick or Treating like a yard sale, except give away stuff nobody will ever pay for. Like that old stained sweat shirt from college? Give it away! Those size 34 khaki pleated pants you'll never fit into again. Give em away! That clock that dropped off the wall and doesn't work anymore! Give it away. That way you can still enjoy the festivities of the evening and make that knock at the door worth their while. Kids love any gift given to them!

Until next week