Bloody Mary

Okay, that's the hint...It's NOT Bloody Mary (or candyman).

TRIVIA

According to ancient superstitions, if you stare into a mirror at midnight on Halloween you will see what?

Haunted –by Shel Silverstein

I dare you all to go into
The Haunted House on Howlin’ Hill,
Where squiggly things with yellow eyes
Peek past the wormy window sill.
We’ll creep into the moonlit yard,
Where weeds reach out like fingers,
And through the rotted old front door
A-squeekin’ on its hinges,
Down the dark and whisperin’ hall,
Past the musty study,
Up the windin’ staircase—
Don’t step on the step that’s bloody—
Through the secret panel
To the bedroom where we’ll slide in
To the ragged cobweb dusty bed
Ten people must have died in.
And the bats will screech,
And the thunder will crash
Like a horrible dream,
And we’ll sing with the zombies
And dance with the dead,
And howl at the ghost
With the axe in his head,
And—come to think of it what do you say
We go get some ice cream instead?

?

Swirling thoughts that I cannot catch go racing in my mind
Like reaching for the moon and stars only to be left behind
I see who I am and see who you are and I do try to be kind
You must understand that I do what I can, if only I had a sign

Flying over sharpened rocks as I’m running from this thing
I cannot fathom my old thoughts as I continue on to sing
If I could fly I’d soar up high but, I do not have a wing
And so I fall on the hard, cold ground and fumble with this ring

I need to find myself but, I am here as I’ve always been
A little lost with good direction fleeing from my sin
As I have cried so I have smiled and laughed as did my friend
And so it seems I’m looking but, where do I begin?

Pumpkins

Pumpkins
Originally uploaded by Snapatorium.

God...I love the sight of these orange beauties!

I've been thinking...

In all of our struggles we still have it good. My family is wonderful. Wonderful. That word is really under-rated. Wonderful is an adjective that means: extraordinarily good. That describes my little family perfect. Wonderful.
This Halloween is going to be wonderful as well. My daughter is very excited and my son will actually be able to participate in it this year. We've been practicing "trick-or-treating." I think by Halloween night he'll have it down. We're going to have so much fun. I'm going to take them to the college for the Halloween festival and we might check out our town festival as well. I'm not sure yet. The Zoo usually does something but, I'm not so keen on paying $7 a piece to walk through the zoo and get candy. We've done that two years in a row.
We're going to be doing the whole "bobbing for apples" thing this year. We'll see how many drunk people don't drowned. Good thing I know CPR and first aid. LOL
It will be so much fun over the next few years. My sister is going to have her baby in a few months and I just can't wait. I can't wait to see it. I can't wait to hold it. I can't wait to spoil it. I can't wait for it to get old enough that we can both take our kids trick-or-treating and do all of that fun stuff together. My sister is great! She's going to make a wonderful mother and my brother-in-law is going to be a wonderful dad.
Yes, life is good for the moment. I just needed to get control. Apparently, I've had anxiety problems. Yup...You could say that. I've just tried to ignore them and go on but, the doctor put me on some anxiety medicine. I can actually say it has made a big difference. I definitely feel more in control. I felt really silly talking with the doctor about my problems but, I've thought about it. I'm only human. We all have our faults. Yes...Life is very good at this moment.

Smile...it's not so bad

There was a ghost named O'Dare

Who tried really hard to scare

A sweet little kid

But, you know what she did?

She farted and gave him a scare!

Devona's spicy Pumpkin Seeds

pre-heat oven 350*
2 cups of pumpkin seeds
2tsp melted butter
pinch of cinnamon
season to taste as follows:
garlic powder
cayenne pepper
Cajun seasoning

-Directions-
*do not wash pumpkin seeds (just get the stringy stuff off of them)
*mix seeds and all ingredients together
*spread into a single layer on a buttered baking sheet
*bake for 50 minutes or until dry

-Serve-
Take the pumpkin that you have de-seeded and wash out the inside.
Decorate the pumpkin however desired (if you carve it-only carve the outer skin)
Take a bag of chex mix and mix with the pumpkin seeds
Fill the pumpkin with the new mix and set out for the party!

This Town Needs An Enema

joker-purple
Originally uploaded by boabhan sith.

That's Rogue Wit from Halloween's past. I was a flapper that year. I ran around calling him, "Puddin'."
I don't think the picture does him justice. He looks a little scarry.

IT'S HALLOWEEN

It's Halloween! It's Halloween!
The moon is full and bright
And we shall see what can't be seen
On any other night.
Skeletons and ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning goblins fighting duels,
Werewolves rising from their tombs,
Witches on their magic brooms.
In masks and gowns we haunt the street
And knock on doors for trick or treat.
Tonight we are the king and queen,
For oh tonight it's Halloween!
~Jack Prelutsky~

Night Out With The Girls

Well, I just got back from a short night out with the girls. We went to see the new club in Norman that my brother works at. I was with my sister and her best-friend.
It was a really classy place. My brother, "J" does flair and I felt like I was in the movie Cocktail with Tom Cruise (God, I hope I spelled all of that right-spell check).
This place had several clubs in one...a cigar lounge, dance club, sports bar, and a gym. Dress code was enforce but, I believe they made a few exceptions. I had tennis shoes on and that was a no no but, I was the bar-tenders sister so I got in. My bad...I hadn't gone there to pick up men...we just wanted to check the place out. Oh well, the thing that got me was these women that were wearing these way too tight close. I mean, the shirts and skirts they were wearing were small enough my four year old could have worn them and they might still be too tight. That isn't so bad but, these people who were wearing (or not wearing) these clothes were at least a good 200-250lbs and up. Wow! I'm asking myself how the hell did they get into that...but not really wanting an answer.
All in all, I had fun. It's nice to go out with the girls and get away from the kids and everything else for a while. We all laughed at how old we act. It was a quarter after eleven and we were ready to leave. Not that we weren't having fun but, we all had stuff to do in the morning and we value our sleep. LOL! When did this happen? I remember a time that I could go out and party until like 3 or 4 am and still get up to go to work at 7am...Thankfully I worked the evening and night shift most of the time. Still...I'm getting old. Oh well, it was bound to happen some time.

Question?

So what is everybody's take on Halloween? Is it good or bad?
I know when I was in school because, it was a private "Christian" school that we weren't allowed to have Halloween parties. I guess that's why I'm so obsessed with it. I don't cast spells or anything like that but, I always dress up and watch scary movies and eat candy. I carve pumpkins every year. Last year I carved a picture of my daughter and one of my son. They were awesome! I'll have to find the pictures and scan them in.
I think Halloween is just an excuse for everybody to be someone or something other than themselves for a night. For kids it's all about candy and pumpkins...Maybe a haunted house. I remember as a kid, we would get some of our friends together and play haunted house in the garage. There was this dummy that my dad kept in the garage that was scary. We told ghost stories and revved the lawn mover up behind the dummy to scare our unsuspecting friends. I have so many good memories about Halloween. I hope my children will as well but, then there's all of this "Halloween is a satanic holiday" BS!
I don't know...What do you think?

Virtual Haunted House

I was looking around trying to find some gruesome or amusing Halloween type reading for everyone and came upon this site (which is linked in the title). It's pretty neat...I was amused (but I'm easily amused these days...I have two small children, what do you expect?).

It's almost time for Halloween

When ghosts and vampires can be seen.

When a treat or a trick

Can be deterred by a stick

And I can feel free to be mean!

Limerick—1927-1939

There was a young fellow named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in a cave.
He said, “I’ll admit
I’m a bit of a shit,
But think of the money I save!”

(LOL! Sorry guys...hehehe)

My Best Friend

tracey the hooker
Originally uploaded by boabhan sith.

This is from a couple of Halloween parties ago. She came as a dominatrix and left looking more like a crack-whore. It was a wild party.

Shel Silverstein

Magic

Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,
Eddie touched a troll,
Laurie danced with witches once,
Charlie found some goblins’ gold.
Donald heard a mermaid sing,
Susy spied an elf,
But all the magic I have known
I’ve had to make myself.

The Great pumpkin Has Arrived

Okay, so I couldn't help myself. I saw countless houses with their Halloween decor already up...So I couldn't help but get in the holiday spirit. I am looking around my living room right now and am very pleased with all of the orange and black. So...I will be posting a lot of Halloween stuff from here on out to get us all in the mood.

Three Ghostesses

Three little ghostesses,
Sitting on postesses,
Eating buttered toastesses,
Greasing their fistesses,
Up to their wristesses.
Oh, what beastesses
To make such feastesses!

-Mother Goose

coffee

Ah, coffee.

That bitter liquid of early-morning life. That dark water in which I find my morning smile. It brings the days to life and makes the afternoons warm. The bitter-sweet smell of it is heaven to my senses. I love the way the white cubes fill up with its darkness, until the stain is all consuming. Sweet to the taste and now dark flesh I drink with satisfaction. I swallow this elixir of sunshine and wide eyes. I bath my tongue in it. I sing with satisfaction that today will be good.
Ah but, coffee, my dear friend our tryst will be short.

I cannot have this potion of light if I am to sleep at night. I will mourn the passing of my afternoon talks…of our afternoon thoughts. The morning is still for us but, we can go no further. No more afternoon delights are in our future. Do not be disheartened but, remember that dawn always comes. And I will be there mixing my favorite concoction and brewing it strong. I will enjoy your exotic taste all the more, as absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Democritus

The only existing things are atoms in space.

All else is mere opinion.

Valdimarr Part One

Esther lay on her bed face down. Tears poured onto the sheets. Valdimarr sat on the edge of her bed with a solemn expression on his face. She had been crying for hours and Valdimarr was at a loss of what to do. Females and tears were not his strong point. So he sat and waited. The sun was only a few hours away but, he would not leave her in this state. This was his fault. Had he told her the truth from the beginning her beloved sister might still be alive.
Beth Lancaster had suspected the truth and had gone to Ragnarr’s home to expose him. Ragnarr was of the old ways and never adapted to polite society. So it was no surprise to Valdimarr when he found Beth’s body torn to shreds. He would have taken care of Ragnarr then and there but, he’d made the mistake of bringing Esther with him. Esther collapsed and Valdimarr had taken her home. When she awoke she broke out in a screaming rage and now all the strength she had left she used to weep. Valdimarr’s heart was breaking in two. Ragnarr was not even sorry. Yet, Valdimarr could not expect him to be, after all, it was Esther’s sister who had broken into Ragnarr’s resting place. Valdimarr wondered if he would have done the same if awakened to a human above him in his resting place. Yet, he did not think that Beth deserved such a horrible fate.
And this night was to be the night he transformed Esther. Now he feared she would never accept such a fate, worse he feared she would hate him for what he was. At this moment, Valdimarr hated himself.
Ragnarr would have to pay for this. Valdimarr sighed in relief as he saw that Esther had finally fallen asleep. He cursed himself for not being able to be with her during the light of the sun. He would come with rising of the moon and give her the answers that she needed…even if that meant that she would hate him for the demon that he is.
Kissing her wet cheek, Valdimarr melted into the night air and soared through the last of the night sky.

The Night

Has anyone ever sat outside in the middle of the night and just…listened? I’m still having trouble sleeping and about 3:40 this morning I awoke and couldn’t get back to sleep. Usually I just sit up in bed and flip the channels until I fall back asleep but, not last night.
Maybe, it was because I had been outside earlier that evening taking pictures of the trees…I really don’t know. For, I decided to step outside.
The night was still so beautiful. It was so quiet. The only sound being the branches and leaves swaying in the cool night breeze. I hopped up on the back end of the Mustang and just sat. I admired the stars and wondered. Why is it I can’t sleep? I’m happy. I’m truly happy…or am I? I have two beautiful children who, even though they may be monsters from time to time, are wonderful blessings. My husband is almost perfect. I only say almost because, I don’t think anyone is perfect…but if they were my husband would be. He truly loves me for who I am and has never tried to change me. I can’t even recall anyone else I’ve been with who didn’t at least try to change my stubborn ass—unsuccessfully be it as it may. I nodded to myself…I am happy.
So why can’t I sleep! I got my husband an appointment to see our new doctor tomorrow for his blood pressure. He’s been out of his medicine for months now and we didn’t have insurance or could afford it until now…I intend to talk with the doctor about my problem while I am there. Hopefully, he’ll clock me on the head with something so I’ll get some sleep…I don’t care what he does at this point.
I sat outside for a while longer. My cat had come out and sat next to me. He’s such a good cat. We both sat on the car and enjoyed the cool night air. I do have to say when I came in about 5am I was able to get to sleep within a few minutes.
It was a beautiful night last night.

Beautiful night

Trees in the night 008
Originally uploaded by boabhan sith.

I tried to get a picture of the moon but, it seems that the clouds swallowed it up. The trees called to me also and I thought I'd share.
Beautiful night tonight!

:)

Well, I'm going to be writing a paper over the Great Awakening--as requested by my history professor. So the Rogue Wit is taking the children to the grandparents for a few hours. I also have to do some studying for two tests next week. It's pretty much going to be a boring afternoon/evening.
I did get Rogue Wit to post the pictures of the cake I made for my daughter's B-day party and other B-day party pictures. They're posted on Wit Style...Check them out. I'm pretty proud of the cake I made. It was the first theme cake I've ever done on my own.
Well, I'll get to the school work....Talk with ya'll after a while....Hope everyone is having a good day today.

The Turning Of The Leaves

While I was still living in Shawnee, my home town, I worked for a home health agency. I loved it but, it required me to be at several different homes a day. That still wasn’t a problem for me except when my car was broken down. My car was usually broken down and as you can imagine I did a lot of walking. Walking didn’t bother me. I made sure that the houses were no more than two or three miles from my place and I had at least thirty minutes to an hour between appointments. That was very easy for me because, I was a wanted girl. I had clients beg to have me be their aid and I loved it. I’ve always had pride in my ability to do my job well.
The last year I lived in Shawnee I was going through a lot of turmoil. I felt lost in myself and alone. It was during my walks to and from the patient’s houses that I found solace. It was a type of meditation or reflection, maybe.

It was Fall. I found myself entranced during these walks. More and more I looked for different paths to the houses that I worked in order to be surrounded by the trees with their leaves turning shades of gold, copper, orange, and yellow. I would close my eyes and breathe deeply and pray. There was a time I was really involved with Church but, I got rebellious at one point and thought I knew better than God. I was separated from Him by my own device. Only then, when I was walking in the beauty of His hands did I feel as if I were near Him again. The power that would fill me as I walked down my favorite street was overwhelming and always brought me close to tears. I felt Him. Maybe it was the way the trees stretched out over me like hands shielding me from the elements. I felt warm and safe in the midst of those soft warm colors adorning every branch. I was being offered a second chance. Though at the time I wasn’t sure just what that was.
Now as I look at my husband and my children I know what that chance was. I know I made the right choice and I know God watches over us. I am no where near perfect but, no one is. I cannot wait for the leaves to turn this year as I stand outside and breathe in deeply.

Douglas Adams

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

Aaarrgh!

I awoke this morning with a huge head-ache from crying most of the night. I borrowed the movie "The Passion."
I went to a Private Christian school all my life. I have never been in a public one until college. All I could think about when I saw that movie was how realistic it was. I had Bible class every first period until my senior year and I was taught what it was like. They taught us what a cat-of-nine-tails was (shivers) and we knew about the harsh treatment that was dealt to Him. It just made it more realistic when I saw that movie. I liked how they did His mother Marry...I got really choked up when she ran to Him and told Him, "I'm here."
Anyway, on top of my head-ache I found that I don't have any links under my links thing. I just wanted to let everyone know that I was not being snotty and removing them...they just didn't appear. I'm going to let Rogue check it out when he gets home.

A Day In The Darkness Of My Mind

Are you out there? Help me find you.
I see a light that’s black. It only reflects the onyx pools.
A single drop of blood falls in deepest midnight. I am torn.
I feel my wound. But do I bleed?
It is not my blood. It is someone else’s life force leaking out.
Salvation. Damnation.
Something in between…
Are you out there? Help me find you.
Dancing flames behind your eyes beckon me. Call me.
I am torn. I am wounded.
I do not bleed as you. Is it an offering?
Why do you stare? Looking beyond my skin,
To something…my soul?
I cannot see you…a black light in dark night.
Are you out there? Help me find you.
Figment that you are, my wish, my creation…
Dark lover that you are, can you help me?
Am I prey? Or am I more?
I am not of the night. Nor am I of the light.
I’m waiting. But you do not come for me,
As I fade into…

Dark Secret--Dark Demon

I find myself waiting, very impatiently I might add, for the next couple of books in The Dark Series. I don’t know why I read the first chapter online—only to wait to finish the rest when the book comes out. My favorite author’s website is in my links bar. Her Dark Series is phenomenal! From the first book I was hooked and I am awaiting my next fix. I’ve read some of her books in a single day—they are that good. I own all of that series and I can’t decide which one I like best. I have laughed through them, I have cried through them, and everything in between. They are quite steamy but, really all vampire books are. What good is a vampire story (or this case vampires and vampire hunters/Carpathians) without hot and heavy romance?
So little time—so much to read…and I’m having to wait. I hate waiting.

I stand under the darkened sky, like a pebble on the shore.
Alone, I linger there as if I were apart of the scenery, yet separate as well.
Like a single fish in a barren ocean, is as I am unto the sky.
I am a lone beacon, blasting through the darkness, yet I carry no light.
I am a gray in the blackness of the storm.
Can you see me? You know that I am here.
Yet I cannot find myself amidst the blackness of the storm.
And maybe, I do not wish to be found in the comforting arms of the storm.
Like a hug from a lover in the darkness of night, is the storm to me.
The harsh winds may howl but, they do not bite.
No, they caress me as a lover. Like a lover’s strong arms it holds me gently.
I am silent in the storm. For it drowns out all of my cries.
As I stand alone in the midst of destruction, like a boy in the thick of battle.
My hands are bloody with the fight and yet no more than others.
They cannot see me in the aftermath of battle, for I am also bloody.
I am invisible to them, in the darkness of the storm.
I stand alone as a single star in a black space that cannot twinkle.
I do not shine amidst the darkness of what? Of nothingness…
My light is useless, alone in this storm.

Dark Skies

Dark clouds roll across
The sky, I feel my
Spirits soaring high
Though some are gloomy
Others try to see
What it is that I
See in darker skies
They may not find it
There, it isn’t in
Mere air but, inside
Of us, it is there
This secret that I
Care for, hating dark
Afraid of the dark
Yet, loving dark skies

A Bitter Night's Sleep

Sleep does not come kindly,
It plays a game of hide and seek.
In the quiet dark room of reality
Closed, I cannot my eyes keep.
Doesn’t matter, I lay there blindly
In the blackness of my week,
And when sleep does come, finally
Beneath my eyes the light does seep,
And I wake up once more in reality

After a night of restless sleep

With life, there is death.
It is eminent.
We love and hate
Each sentiment
Of our lives.

We have health and wealth.
We are poor and rich.
If we know our self
And our heart in which,
We know our soul is stealth.

Can we admit this,
Inadequacy?
And be opened up
To this democracy?
I think not.

It hides within our closet
In the dark, dirty corner
Waiting for the next deposit
From a slight and small bemoaner
Who’s been hit and slapped and bit.

Busy

I am just letting all of my adoring fans know...
To start off with, the internet has been out and was only fixed today
I have been at the In-laws house all of today making a spongebob cake for my daughter's birthday tomorrow
And Friday my husband turned thirty...So we went out with the family
Even still, I would have been online if the internet was working...They couldn't send anyone out until today.
Fear not for I will post again soon!

I Was ATTACKED

After just putting the children down, my husband and I go about getting things ready so we can watch CSI. I had already picked up the living room and cleared the table. He asked me if I would pull the trash for him and then he’d take it out. Sighing, I said I would. It would turn out to be my undoing.
I walked into the dark kitchen. Unsuspecting that there was something or someone waiting in the darkness for me. As I bent over the trash can…it hit me up the side of my head. The sheer impact of the hit knocked me on my ass. That is where I stayed wondering what the hell happened, when my husband walked in to see me on the floor. He flipped on the light and it attacked again. Fight or flight kicked in and I wanted to get the hell out of there. I am now screaming and running on all floors out of the kitchen! It followed me into the living room. More screams. All I could here was the beating of my heart as I ran down the hallway to the bathroom. I was reminded of a re-occurring nightmare…the one where I’m running down a hallway in slow motion, while everyone else seems to be in hyper-drive. But not tonight, I was breaking the speed of light as I whizzed down the hallway—to my safe haven. In the bathroom is where I stayed, hoping…praying that my husband was alright.
I was in the bathroom cowering in the shower for what seemed like and eternity. Then my husband opens the door and tells me it’s alright—as he’s laughing at my ass.
He killed the bug.

HUGS to lift your spirits

We are each of us angels with but one wing, and can only fly by embracing each other.
-Luciano Decrescenzo

Meager Words For A Sun-Set

Words are nothing
There is no substance,
No meaning in them
Hence, my reluctance

A long drive home
At dusk, no less
With my two little gnomes
Getting restless

It was then I looked up
Though, I knew I would see
The moon coming up
Whilst the sun set quietly

What a glorious spectacle, I
Saw in the sky
To say it was silent, was somewhat a lie
Wonders abounded, I beheld with my eye

A magnificent darkness
A blanket of sky
Was cascading west
To say just one more good-bye

Reminiscent of an ocean
With an orange reflecting pool
The sun was centered, open
To the night’s dark clouds so cool

I imagined it sizzled, Oh
A scorch was surely left
As I stared out my window
As I still held my breath.

-Lord Byron (Giaour)

"But first, on earth as Vampire sent,

Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:

Then ghastly haunt thy native place,

And suck the blood of all thy race;

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,

At midnight drain the stream of life;

Yet loathe the banquet which perforce

Must feed thy livid living corpse.

Thy victims are they yet expire

Shall know the demon for their sire,

As cursing thee, thou cursing them,

Thy flowers withered on the stem."

"To avoid criticism do nothing, say nothing, be nothing."
-Elbert Hubbard

Read This Link

I know it's a little long but, trust me when I say that I almost didn't make it through...not because of it's length but because I was laughing so hard I had to keep whipping my eyes to read it. It's just the best damn story ever...
Let me know what you think.

I'm Boring

I have nothing to do tonight...Friday Night. I remember a time when I couldn't be found at home on a Friday night. Now I find myself looking forward to catching up on some class reading and going to bed early. What happened? I'll tell ya what happened...children happened. Two of them no less. If anyone has a good story to tell...please, let me live vicariously through you comments.

I'm feeling really old tonight.

There was a pianist named Liszt

Who played with one hand while he pissed,

But as he grew older

His technique grew bolder,

And in concert jacked off with his fist.

Good Point

Recently in my American History class, my professor made a very good point. We were talking about politics and the like when he said, " I used to encourage my students to vote but, I don't so much anymore." When we asked him why, this is what he said.
"Well, a couple years ago when it was still the WWF, they were really trying to get people to register to vote. The wrestlers were involved in encouraging their fans. The problem I saw with this is that a poll was taken around the same time and it turns out that 80-something% of the wrestling fans actually believe the conflicts and scenarios that go on in the ring are real. And these are the same people that they are getting to register to vote. ...I'll just let you all think about that for a little bit."

Satan and Jesus

I received this from a dear friend of mine through and email...and I laughed out loud by myself...for what seemed like forever! Thanks Christy! I thought everyone else would enjoy too...

Jesus and Satan were having an on going argument about who was better at using the computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired of hearing all the bickering. Finally, God said, "Cool it. I am going to set up a test which will take two hours and it will judge who does the better job."So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away. They moused.They did spread sheets. They wrote reports. They sent faxes. They sent e-mail. They sent out e-mail with attachments. They downloaded. They did some genealogy reports. They made cards. They did every known job. But, ten minutes before the time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky,thunder rolled, the rain poured, and of course, the electricity went off.Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed every curse word known in the under world. Jesus just sighed. The electricity finally flickered back on,and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically screaming, "It's gone! It's all gone! I lost everything when the power went out!" Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all his files from the past two hours. Satan observed this and became even more irate."Wait! He cheated! How did he do it??!!"(You'll love the punch line....)
God shrugged and said,"Jesus Saves."

A Quote Type Day

Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If he isn't there the first time you need him, chances are you won't be needing him again.-Dilbert

"Whatever accomplishment you boast of in the world, there is someone better than you."-African Proverb

Always remember when you are on top of the world, that the earth rotates every 24 hrs. -Steve G. Makris

When the itch is inside the boot, scratching outside provides little consolation. -Chinese proverb

Silence, in this dismal hour

Dark clouds that speak of rain

As I soak up autumn's power

My head falls back again

Rumbles in the distance, far

I stare out at the leaves

Still silence hangs unmarred by any car

Enjoying natures touch through a soft breeze

Oh! What a day for dancing

Or sleeping on the grass

Under dark clouds my heart does sing

Watching the leaves as they turn brass

Fall is almost here my friends

And no one can deny

The soothing that this season sends

As another passes by

Halloween count down, MUh-ah-ah...

There are 60 days until Halloween. There are 59 days until our annual Halloween party. Fourty-six days until my B-day and fifty-one days until my little sister's B-day (both of which will be celebrated at my Halloween party).
My husband won't let me put any of the Halloween decorations up until October 1st....but I'm getting ready for it. Whoopy! I love Horror/monster/dress-up/candy/spooky/practical-joke month!
Starting October 1st until the day after Halloween, I will be posting at least one Halloween-ish type post per day...just to get every body into the holiday spirit (or ghost--whatever:).
I can just smell Autumn in the air and I'm ready for pumpkin carving and scare-crows and bats and of course VAMPIRES. He, he, he...I love pumpkins! Orange with a black back ground just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

The Birthday Count Down....

Okay, this month we are celebrating a few B-days. My Husband will be 30 on the 10th, my daughter will be 4 on the 15th and my brother-in-law I believe will be 25? on the 29th or the 3oth...I always get it confused. I will have to call my little sister, Smokey smurf to see what the actual date is.
So, to recap--
...there are 9 days left until my husband turns 30
...there are 14 days left until my daughter turns 4
...there are 28 or 29 days left until my brother-in-law turns 25 (I'll find out)