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And, we have a runner.
This blog isn’t going to write itself. Nope, although I wish it would, there’s no chance of it happening.
When I sat down at my desk to write, I saw my muse run out the door screaming, laughing, and pulling her hair out by the handfuls. About then, I knew the blog was in for some trouble.
If any of you happen to see a crazed, bald muse giggling in a corner somewhere, would you please send her home?
The Squirrel wars continue
This looks like the squirrel with which The Curmudgeon is having a daily battle. LOL!
More props…Yeah, I should never go shopping at this time of year.
Wilting roses.
Books that hold a surprise…a spider jumps out at you!
Another Funkin and a second large cauldron.
And more stuff…like paper plates, skull food picks, and other party supplies.
I am getting there…
You all have a good one!
Doing that Voodoo that I do so well.
I am trying to come up with a pattern for my giant voodoo dolls for the porch on Trick or treat night. So far, I traced G’s silhouette on to tracing paper and it just doesn’t seem to be quite large enough to work. Therefore I do believe I shall have to create one in pieces sewn together to be large enough for what I am picturing.
If I have enough material, I may try to make two of them. The Curmudgeon thinks that dowels with toy balls on the end will make suitable pins. Plastic lids will make lovely button eyes.
Now, I need to buy some heavy black yarn…
You all have a good one!
The neighbor’s little calico cat is scary smart.
I was outside talking to a neighbor about two new props I bought, when up walked another neighbor’s pastel calico cat. Ella is just a little bit of a thing and used to be quite skittish. So it was extremely unusual that she walked right up to me, rubbed against my legs, and head butted my hand when I went to pet her.
Now the reason I say she’s scary smart is that she was out a couple of weeks ago, I saw her, and led her back to their back door so someone would let her in.
She heard me talking to the neighbor and came to get me so I could tell someone to let her inside the house. Once, I did it once before mind you. She led me all the way to the back door. If I didn’t move fast enough, she ran back to my feet and led the way again. Scary smart.
You all have a good one.
One of the two props.
Yes, the insanity has begun at my house
If it were up to me, I’d leave my Halloween decorations up all year round. Oh. Wait. I already do. 😀
My animatronic caged crow arrived today. He’s cute. I hope I manage to drive The Curmudgeon over the edge by Halloween. 😉
I found and ordered a 4 CD Halloween music mix. It has everything but one song I wanted on my mix. Wicked good!
I have my tracing paper now so I can get to work on my giant life-sized voodoo dolls. I’ll have to trace and cut the figures out of the burlap out in the driveway. Hehehe! I do love freaking out my neighbors.
You all have a good one!
I’ll be using my cookie cutters as a pattern
You could tell it was hot because…
The barking squirrel who scolded The Curmudgeon every time he went outside this past week was napping in the tree.
Lost in the house somewhere…
Last Halloween I couldn’t find this prop. It seems I put it away the year before somewhere safe. Now you all know how that goes…
I decided that now is the time to start looking for it for this year. If I’m lucky I’ll find it in time for Trick or treat night. You all have a good one.
HGTV, stop it already with the Stepford McMansion people, please.
English: Logo for Home & Garden Television (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Does anyone else think that the people on HGTV are a bunch of spoiled, egotistical, brats? I am so tired of seeing these over-privileged, over-paid, stinkers go house hunting, where they pick these over-priced McMansions to pieces.
“The paint color is awful” So paint it, you freaking idiot. “I don’t like the carpets.” Duh, can you not tear them up? Have you no eyes to
see past the cosmetics? The freaking house is huge and beyond gorgeous.
Holy crap people, I’d love to have half the house. I’d love even more to see them try to live in this house. Hahaha! I’d bet not one of them could make it a week. It takes courage to live in a normal, average person’s home.
Don’t get me started on the international house hunter program. ROFLMAO! To me it is more of a comedy show than anything else.
I’d kill to have one of these programs come in and make this place more functional and do the needed repairs. Does anyone want to redo my back yard, fill in the pond, and level the whole thing? Yeah, that would be too much of a miracle.
Hey, HGTV why not show us real people who have eyes and a modicum of common sense? No wonder I quit watching that channel a while ago.
You all have a good one!
Allee allee incomefree!
I spent an hour tearing the house apart to find the charger that goes to the new electric screwdriver I bought for The Curmudgeon back in December. He’s used the charger exactly once.
No luck finding it, so I went on Amazon (where I bought the screwdriver in the first place) and ordered him a new charger. This is not the first time I’ve had to do this with his stuff.
I swear I will one day find a huge stash of missing items. I feel as though I am in a game of hide and seek and I’m tired of being it.
You all have a good one.
Meyerheim: Three children playing “hide and seek” in a forest (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Will they never stop?
Another fourth of July has passed by, thank goodness. However, around here that only means we have several more months of illegal fireworks to drive us crazy. The poor Curmudgeon was kept up well past his bed time and will be a cranky curmudgeon come daylight. Some persistent idiot is still setting off loud aerials after 1 a.m.
This someone thinks his/her Chinese water torture of setting off a loud aerial bang every so often all night is hilarious. I do not. I have a splitting headache and would like to take one of those loud aerials, stick it up the ass of whomever it is setting them off every freaking night for a month, and light the damned thing.
Why can’t people come up with a better way to celebrate without the use of fireworks? I hear of pets completely freaking out from the noise and staying traumatized for months. ERs brimming with ‘idiot accidents’ of burns and blown off body parts to where they look like a war zone, and this is a ‘fun’ way to celebrate?
I have always found the use of fireworks by non-professionals the dumbest thing ever. Proof to me of how dangerous they are, was the 4th of July where The Curmudgeon’s father almost removed three fingers of his right hand with an M8O. Yep, his was an ‘idiot accident.’ He did lose the tip of his middle finger and a good amount of flesh from the other two. That, of course, makes flipping the bird less provocative.
You all have a good one.
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