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Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts

Friday, October 9, 2009

If I Only Had a Brain


I would probably look something like this.

Honestly, with the weather getting colder and all the leaves turning color up here in the White Mountains, I have been more than ready to put up my fall decorations. It's not like I have a lot - I'm no Martha Stewart by any means - but I do have a few things I enjoy seeing each year, such as a collection of little stuffed cats wearing Halloween costumes. They are jointed and I can place them in different poses. Maybe that's kinda weird, but I love my Halloween kitties.

Anyway, I cannot for the life of me find my fall decorations. I have looked high and low, in closets, in sheds, in the spare bedroom - everywhere I can possible think of. But they are gone, simply gone.

I told my husband that someone must have broken into our house and took my autumn decor. This makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

To compensate for my lack of decorative items I decided to make a scarecrow with the straw I keep for lining the chickens' nesting box. I had a bag from flour, some old clothes I was going to give to charity, and a couple sticks, too. I put them all together and voila! a scarecrow was born.

Of course the only one who gets scared by Ms. Scarecrow is me, when I glance outside and seeing someone sitting in my front yard. Oh, if I only had a brain...

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Halloween Ghost Stories


In the spirit of Halloween, I've shared two ghost stories with my friend and fellow blogger/author Sharon Donovan.

The first is an excerpt from Suspicion of Love. It takes place in a dark and drafty castle along the lonely moors of eastern England. It will be live on Thursday, October 8th.

The second is a true life story regarding my haunted cuckoo clock. It goes live Tuesday, October 27th.

Of course, with Sharon and her vast imagination, they couldn't be boring excerpts and stories. No, Sharon has turned them into truly creative skits. I hope you'll stop by and read them and leave a comment. I'd love to hear some of your own ghost stories!

Just click on the title to visit Sharon's blog.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Thousand Ways to Please a Husband, Part II

A Thousand Ways to Please a Husband

Let’s take another look at Bob and Bettina in the continuing saga of “A Thousand Ways to Please a Husband (with Bettina’s Best Recipes)” by Louise Bennett Weaver and Helen Cowles LeCron.

Just like real life, the newlyweds are going through their first year of holidays. With Halloween coming up soon, let’s see how Bob and Bettina are getting ready and how they are going to entertain their friends.

Chapter 72: And Where Was the Dinner? (Bob arrives home, can’t find Bettina and does not smell his dinner cooking)

Bettina: “Dinner will be ready in half an hour.”

Bob: “Half an hour? But, Bettina, where is the dinner. I didn’t see any!

Bettina: “In the fireless cooker, you crazy boy! Are you ’most starved?” (I finally figured out a fireless cooker is a crockpot. Who’dve thunk it? Electricity is really an amazing thing, isn't it?)

Bob: “That cooker was the neatest, stiffest-looking thing in the kitchen!” (Uh oh, the pain of erectile dysfunction already!)

Chapter 73: The Dixons Come To Dinner

Bettina, speaking to her friend Charlotte who wants to know how she stays so organized: “Planning the meals seems simple, but it really requires a lot of thinking sometimes.” (That Bettina was never meant to be a rocket scientist, was she? Oops, I forgot, this book was published in a time when planning meals was the most important part of their existence. Sheesh!)

Chapter 75: Halloween Preparations

Bettina (to Bob): “I feel the same old Hallowe’en thrill that I used to, years ago when I turn around suddenly and see a jack-o’-lantern grinning in the window! Don’t you love them?”

Bob: “Those are the Stewart children.” (Wow, one can only wonder what the Stewart kids’ parents look like if they resemble Pumpkinhead. I'm thinking one of them must be Michael Myers' grandparent). “You girls ought to give at least an imitation of a shriek apiece. You don’t have ladylike nerves at all!”

(I bet if Bob pulled out a knife and started chasing “the girls” around the room, they’d shriek, in a very ladylike manner, of course)

Chapter 76: Hallowe’en Revels (as the newlywed’s first Halloween party begins)

“The two witches, who were evidently the hostesses, commenced a weird chant in a minor key.” (Only several months married and Bettina has already turned into a witch in Bob’s eyes, apparently) “The male ghosts, three in number, immediately took up the music, if it could be so called, howling in loud and uncanny tones.” (What, only chanting in major keys can be called music?)

An interesting thing about Bob and Bettina’s party is that they toasted marshmallows over candles, and played a game with a swinging doughnut. Instead of “Pin the Tail on the Donkey” it was “Pin the Tail on the Black Cat”.

Sounds like a real lively party. If you're five years old, that is.

Until our next adventures with Bob and Bettina, Happy Halloween!