Trick or Cheetos

Disclosure: This is a sponsored post. All poetic sassiness, snacking-hiding, finger-licking, and house TP’ing are purely my own. Cheetos-Bag-of-BonesI got a bag of bones and I did not share I kept them for myself, isn’t that a scare?

I ate some bag of bones throughout my day While my kid was in school engaged in play

I’m happy that I put them in my mouth Even if my appetite has traveled south

You can’t beat the bag of bones for a spooky snack Hoping next Halloween these limited-time treats will be back

Yes folks! I am all about the poetry these days. Mainly because I so rarely get to experience snackage allmebymeself as the frog princess used to say.

I consider this research. Yummy, cheesy, delicious research.


I like to hand out non-traditional treat during Halloween. Giving away a bag of limited-edition, glow-in-the-dark Cheetos Bag of Bones is like the ultimate win for me. And at a suggested retail price of $5 for a 30-count bag, I’m winning again!

Yes, I played with these while I ate them. Don’t judge me!

But this is about more than the yummy treats I’ll be handing out. This is about pranks and general shenanigans. It’s Halloween, after all. I miss the trick part of the holiday. So much so that I sprinted to the Cheetos Halloween hub to get inspired. I mean I want to decorate the house but more than that, I want to bring all of the funness and trickery back into my life. After all, I have an example to set, people!

Mami set a good example for me. That woman was the ultimate prankster and I was here for it! The one I always heard about happened at parks during lunch when she was younger (and child-free), finding a poor unsuspecting soul and then speaking to said soul as if she knew him. She would joke and ask about family etc. If the stranger looked confused, she would laugh and tell him, oh I’m not telling you who I am, don’t you remember? And on and on it went. Folks would give her just enough clues to keep the rouse going. I’m convinced there are a few traumatized folks walking around this earth thanks to her pranks. And I totally want to follow in her steps.

Which I think is why I’m a fan of Chester. He’s too cool for school and I’d like to think of him as the prince of pranks, the coach of chaos, the master of all things mischievous. Basically, he’s who I want to be when I grow up.

Unleashing My Inner Mischief

The site offers many inspirational encouragements. I may or may not have TP’d my dad’s house (don’t judge me!). And perhaps, an ex or two (I’m not tellin’!). The best part? You get to share it with others without running the risk of misdemeanor charges.

Trick or Cheetos

And the better part? I plan on doing more!

Tell me: do you think handing out these bags is a good idea? And, what tricks/pranks are you planning to work into Halloween?

Disclosure: This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Cheetos. Tracking Pixel

The Five Days of Halloween


Here is the Halloween recap you have all been waiting for! Or maybe not. But read on anyways. Halloween 2012 was rather uneventful. I didn’t go to any Halloween weddings this year. I didn’t get road rage for going to a local shopping mall to trick or treat for 3 pieces of candy.

The frog princess decided early on that she wanted to be a pirate princess. But, being the compassionate child that she is, she wanted to share the wealth. And so she assigned us costumes. I was to be a pirate princess just like her. At first you think, ugh, what am I going to wear?! But when you then hear your child tell you that she would like her daddy to be a niiiice pumpkin, you kinda feel like you didn’t draw the short stick.

Being my child, she did not stop there. She announced a couple of weeks ago that she wanted her ‘uelo (my dad) to be a lizard. And that she also wanted my cousin and the monkey king (his son) to be lizards. Of course, that wasn’t enough for her. We read a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Halloween story where all the characters dressed up. Apparently, Goofy’s costume really spoke to her because she announced later that she wanted her uncle Pete to dress up as a skeleton just like Goofy.

Let the record show that he did not dress up. He claims that it was because of his workload as he has portfolio review this term and doesn’t sleep & we hardly see him but as far as I’m concerned, that’s more of a reason to dress up. He did go to a Halloween party as a werewolf though but due to the R-rated scary nature of the costume (it was really scary, ya’ll) the kid never saw it.

But it wasn’t just about Halloween this year. No-o-o-o-o. Can I tell you that her school had spirit week and that we have basically dressed up every day this week? Because she did. Let me give you a recap:

Monday: Pajama Day


Contrary to popular belief, I actually changed her out of the pajamas that she slept in. Purely out of guilt and possibly because I knew I’d be writing this.

Tuesday: 70’s Day

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This has been by far, my favoritest day this week. The picture on the left is how I sent her to school and the following pictures are how she came home. Suffice it to say that her hair grew during the day to what I believe was the perfect ‘fro. My brother called her baby Hendrix and of course, being a guitarist, he demanded pictures be taken with her rockin’ it out. What do you think?

Wednesday: Halloween

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After demanding that I get her a bigger hat than the one that came with her costume, and wearing it around the house days prior to the 31st, the frog princess decided that she really did prefer a crown instead. On Halloween. At 7:32 a.m! Thankfully, I had the crown from her first Halloween handy (minus a few jewels) and voila! Notice the happy pumpkin.

We headed off to trick-or-treat in our own neighborhood and met up with a group of parents and kids. We fell right in line with them and made it down one block and back again on the other side of the street. Shortly after passing our own house the frog princess announced that she wanted to go home. I think it took us longer to get dressed than it did to trick-or-treat. That being said, she had been a pirate princess all. day. long. I’m sure it was exhausting.

We did not take Chico Mendes trick-or-treating with us but when the frog princess and her dad sat outside to hand out treats, we thought we’d take Chico Mendes out for a few minutes while he was still in character.


As you can see, he was thrilled!

Thursday: “When I Grow Up” Day

You can imagine, by the time Thursday rolled around, I was slightly exhausted and out of ideas. Especially with this one. I considered sending her to school in her pajamas and then having her tell everyone she was a freelance writer. Or perhaps she could don some sort of dressy businessy thing and tell people she was an IT project manager. Lord knows she’s bossy enough at home.

But when I started pulling out things to try on her, she said no. I asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. She told me she didn’t want to grow up. That she wanted to be her. And so, the easiest costume this week was born:


Friday: Crazy Day

Tomorrow (well, today since I’m posting this after midnight) is another day. It is crazy day. And so, I will find myself pulling things out of the closet randomly (because having to figure out what to pack for lunch isn’t stressful enough!). I think maybe a tutu with whatever else I can find. That’s crazy enough, right?

I’m hoping you had a less hectic Halloween. What did you and/or your munchkins dress up as?

Update: Here's the Friday getup...

The Lost Art of Trick or Treating

I was ready on Monday with 30 pounds of candy.  But, as darkness fell no one came to my door. I resorted to heading out with the frog princess to a local shopping mall. My sister commented that her generation was the last to enjoy real trick or treating.  After this Halloween, I have to agree.  What happened?  Do you remember what it was like when WE were growing up? I know I said I'd never say that but, really?!  A mall?

What happened to running up to doors, knocking and then running away if their porch lights were off?  And, does anyone TP houses anymore?  Granted, I don't agree with the eggings but, still.

I took my girl to the shopping plaza and plopped her in her little plastic car to make the trek around to the stores.  She got ONE PIECE OF CANDY from each store.  And, not all stores were offering candy.  I was so disappointed.  Thankfully, I couldn't drive with my wings so I took them off before heading over.  Had I been in costume, I really would've been mad if we hadn't gotten any good candy.

And let me take this moment to give a special thanks to the nail salon douche bag who completely ignored my kid and pretty much refused to put the crappy piece of candy into her Jack O' Lantern.  I wish you a rash in places you can't scratch in public.

We headed back home after being out for about a half hour.  Thankfully, kids did end up coming to the door but by then, I wasn't in the spirit.  Growing up in NYC brought with it a different type of trick or treating. I could only trick or treat within my building. Every once in a while trekking to the building next door with an adult.  The bodega on the corner was always good for some candy.  It was an adventure! I mean, someone COULD be trying to kill us with razors in the candy.  I remember my mom inspecting candy and not being allowed to eat any until I made it back home.  One year, I was so pumped about Halloween that, when she went out to go shopping for the costume, I couldn't contain myself and I ran after her all the way downstairs and almost across the street.  That got me no costume that year for running out without adult supervision.

When we moved to Central Florida, it was a bit more fun as we had longer walks but I still remember measuring the stash of candy accordingly.  That's when I was introduced to TP'ing and egging though in NYC you might have your apartment door egged depend on whose nerves you got on and what type of crappy candy you might've handed out.  Nowadays, it seems like such a drag in comparison.

This year, I promised myself I wouldn't have a ton of candy leftover and I got smart and only opened a couple of the small bags. I left the BIG bag closed thinking I'd just return it the next day.  Well, that was until my aunt freaked out because we had a little group of kids come all at once and she thought more were following.  I opened the bag's still sitting right where I left it by the door.  Thankfully, I always buy the good candy so, I guess should I be in the mood for a chocolate binge (which happens about twice a year) I'll be set.

My frog princess had a lollypop for the first time on Monday night! It was great to see the look on her face.  On a good note, it took her about an hour to finish it. I must go purchase more Dum-Dums in Cotton Candy flavor. They are the perfect toddler size for a treat.

What memories do you have of trick or treating as a kid?  Do you think your kids will have similar experiences?