Sunday, November 7, 2010

I'm Moving! Again!

Yeah, I'm sick to death of Lady Gaga and her lyrics and the fact that, as I've mentioned before, this title has nothing really to do with me. So I'm moving again! All posts will be moved and this will stay up for a bit, but then it's going away. The new blog is still totally boring, but it has my half marathon race recap (yay!) and will be getting a makeover soon. So get your butts over to Oh Liza Jane for more me. 'Cause I know you can never get enough.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Healthy Halloween?

For years I haven't bothered with handing out candy at Halloween. First I lived in NOLA, where I went to Frenchman each year for the best Halloween street party in the South. Later I lived in an apartment building, then another. So this year was the first year that I would have actual trick-or-treaters, and despite my general lack of skill when interacting with the wee ones, I was pretty excited. My stepmother turned out to be excited too, and volunteered to come over with my father and help out. I decided to buy a ton of candy, but she told me that she thought kids would choose healthy snacks if given the chance. I scoffed, and she proposed an experiment.

The Hypothesis: Given the choice between healthy snacks and more traditional Halloween treats, kids would choose healthy snacks at least as often as candy.

The Supplies: On the unhealthy side, about 200 pieces of candy ranging from Blow Pops to Snickers bars, about 10 choices in all. On the healthy side, snack-size bags of Goldfish and small, pre-packaged bags of Granny Smith slices.

The Experimenters: Me, dressed as a giant taco. My stepmother, in a mustard bottle costume. My father, dressed as a giant bottle of ketchup (and occasionally dancing in the middle of the street to attract subjects).

The Results: Of 62 kids in all (we live on a side street. I may have overbought), the results were split right down the middle. 31 kids chose candy, 20 chose the Goldfish, and 11 chose apple slices. In most cases they knew what they wanted right away, and needless to say I was a little shocked.

The next day the candy went right to work with the boyfriend (well, most of it), and the Goldfish and apple slices stayed with me. Guess I fall in the healthy group too, except for those 6 Butterfingers I scarfed in about 24 hours.

At least they were snack size, right?
 
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