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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Tangled Up






It's still hot here in the midwestern United States, but wow, you know something I've noticed? Even though it is still summer...alot of "apparitions" are appearing in blogs. I think this is going to be a very "spirited" autumn...I've even started reading all my ghost story books..so soon but somehow I'm ready to be "scared". I feel like putting my Autumn wreath up and my pumpkins out and perhaps thinking about a Halloween party this year. It's been a couple years since we've had one...they are always full-out creepy and over the top...alot of work...so much so that by the end of the night I can barely walk across the yard! Why we think that we have to decorate everything the day before and the day of is beyond ME! If it happens this year there are going to be adjustments made...mentally and time management-wise!! The difficult part is reigning in KennyRogersLookAlike! He's the loveable problem!!!! He is so creative and has so much energy...which usually comes very late in the day and lasts until the wee hours of the morning...my energy now comes in the morning. By the time of the party I am ready to take that bloody hand stuck in the punch bowl and clobber him with it!! I mutter under my breath while I battery up the final of the 50+ animated Frankensteins and draculas and ladle the chili into my spider encrusted bowl about how I can push that gravestone over onto his foot and he mutters under his breath about...well, I don't know what he is muttering about me...my muttering drowns out his.. Then as we pull on the last bit of our costumes the guests arrive and we are On Stage! You'd never know there was evil plotting in our minds 5 minutes before.
One particular Halloween as I plugged in the warming plate for the gruel, the circuit breaker snapped sending the arriving party goers into dungeon darkness and simultaneously the straggly branches in the haunted forest bathroom full of perched black ravens took on a life of its own and tumbled down and tangled up a startled ghoul as he opened the commode lid ...poor guy..Meanwhile KennyRogersLookAlike twirling in his "cool as a red hot poker mode" was in the basement trying to manuever around all our stuff that we haven't seen in 16 years but still might "need" sweatingly closed in on the circuit breaker box. Finally we untangled the ghoul, put the forest back together minus a raven that got flushed down the toilet and settled down to a normal party of hot, thick gruel and opossum tail stew. I think I may want to have the party after all!