Candy has left the building.

Preparing for the onslaught of trick-or-treater's, I recently bought a bag of assorted fun-size m&m's and another bag of random candy. I told myself I wouldn't open them until Halloween but with Granny in town, it was easy to use her as an excuse to break out the chocolate.

Yesterday I had two fun-size bags of M&M's for breakfast. I went in the kitchen and oh-so-quietly snuck them out of the bag on top of the fridge so that BigBoy wouldn't notice what I was doing.
Despicable, I know. That's when I knew the candy had to go somewhere, anywhere, but here until Sunday.

Yes yes, I know you think I'm pathetically weak in will power but I choose to see it as doing what I need to make healthy decisions -- I will no longer have that candy enticing me to spend way more weight watchers points than I have to spare. Hopefully next Halloween I will be able to have the candy in the house without eating five a couple pieces a day.

The kind soul she is, neighbor Melissa offered to hold them for me.
buh-buh m&m's! I am not sorry to see you go, you whiney little creatures!