Trick or Treat...Play Nice or DIE

My Halloween..(not that anyone cares, btw...)

5:30pm Take "Dead Bride" on the Trick or Treat route while the teenage sons go on a church hayride. Sounds harmless, right?

9:00pm: Arrive home with "Dead-Tired Bride" within moment of teenage sons return from church hayride..TO FIND THE FRONT YARD ROLLED. Okay, we can handle that, BUT... The back yard, deck, flower gardens ROLLED and BURIED IN MOUNTAINS OF LEAVES AND SHREDDED PAPER. (The Castle Doctrine is sounding REAL good about now...)

10:00pm: Return to Earth after being in orbit for the last hour...Sneak around the neighborhood in Mamaw's hooptie-Marquis with the lights off to find the perps..SEE THEIR SKINNY WHITE ENDS HAULING TAIL AND CATCH THEM WITH MORE AMMO (eggs, shaving cream) in their hands. Wrestle teenage perps into backseat, take them home with me, and work them like dogs til Midnight raking, etc..and plan their return the following afternoon to pick up BY HAND every shred of paper in the yard.

10:30am: WAKE UP CUSSING SINCE I OVERSLEPT 3 HOURS AFTER STAYING UP ALL NIGHT TRYING TO NOT KILL TEENAGERS.

Their excuse was: "Since the boys (my sons) dissed us (by going to church), we thought they needed a little payback."

I think my blood pressure will never see normal again.

PS...Thanks, Regina, for the Rum-Runner...but I needed the whole blender, not just one glass...