Happy Halloween!  Because we live at the end of a long driveway that winds though lots of trees, and our house isn’t visible from the road,  we don’t get Trick or Treaters. Nevertheless, I find it necessary to fill my ceramic pumpkin bowl with candy goodies.  It just wouldn’t be right if I had an empty bowl by the front door.  The thing is, the candy keeps disappearing.  Now there are only three of us in the house–Wayne, me and Bogie.  I’m not eating it (okay, a few, but not many) and Bogie isn’t eating it at all.  That leaves only one person, who swears by all that’s holy he didn’t finish off the entire bowl.  Really?  Wayne Macomber, if that’s the case, how come you had trouble buttoning your pants this morning?