That fireball stuff. Tried it recently for the first (and last) time. It reminded me of those tiny red heart candies, cinnamon flavored thingamajigs. Next time I want that flavor I'll just go for those candies, since me and alcohol don't mix well. And if it's becoming popular to hand out tiny bottles at Halloween, I won't even need a costume. Would be cool if they handed out Keurig pods. Then maybe I could enjoy it again.

As for them growing up and moving on, it's just something you get used to. Blah isn't the right word. I'm sure they were out having fun, enjoying their lives. I didn't do anything special and I haven't been feeling well. Sat alone and tried to finish a scary Halloween mask/cartoon character in time but I guess that project will be late. I'll even show you but it's nowhere near being finished...

It can be discount decorations or whatever. Or perhaps I can repurpose it and slap on a Santa hat. Or maybe wait until next year so I don't ruin someones Christmas with imperfections.

And I'm fine with the rambles. Gives me a reason to ramble in return.