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Sweetest Day.....

Sweetest Day is rapidly  approaching for my Midwestern readers,now for my readers who have never heard of it,or think its just a made up holiday .....Here is wiki's definition of the day..

Sweetest Day is a holiday celebrated primarily in the Great Lakes region, and parts of the Northeast United States, on the third Saturday in October.[1] It is described by Retail Confectioners International as an "occasion which offers all of us an opportunity to remember the sick, aged and orphaned, but also friends, relatives and associates whose helpfulness and kindness we have enjoyed."[2]Sweetest Day has also been referred to as a "concocted promotion" created by the candy industry solely to increase sales of sweets.[3]


On October 20,2013 restaurants/hotels are going to be booked up, Jordan's/flowers/candy and human hair will be purchased as meaningful gifts......So in the spirit of of this financially  tight gift giving season,here are a few tips for an effective recession friendly Sweetest Day!

1.A trip to the apple orchard for apple picking!
2.A dine in, instead of ordering to go or eating out, a creative DIY night in is always fun! Some fun idea to try with your sweetie are...
  • Fondue
  • Candy apples (freshly picked from the orchard!)
  • Sushi
  • Chocolate dipped strawberries,oreos,pretzels, potato chips
3. Remember the days of young love where we used to enjoy the simple things in life,because our pockets wouldn't let us enjoy anything else? Take your boo a spin! Try roller skating for a Saturday night date!
4. And if roller skating is a no go,because neither one of you has health insurance and can't afford to break a bone, try a game night! Pull out some of your favorite old school games for an enjoyable night with you Hunnie !


Always remember, the measure of your affection,does not always include your wallet!

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