Hello boys and ghouls! Tomorrow is Halloween and I just wanted to wish everyone a safe and happy one.
Be sure and eat a healthy dinner first! Wear comfortable shoes. Wear your glow necklaces. Stay with your group. Check through your treasures. Do these things, and I predict you will have a Happy Halloween!!
If you are like me, you love Halloween. If I had the means, I would go alll out. I would be Morticia Addams, and Rich would have to Gomez. And he would have to learn French. I would be Elvira, but her costume is a bit...well it's a bit too much...err...too little. I think there have only been a few in my life when I have not dressed up for Halloween. And if I didn't dress up I wore the appropriate colors. So now I dig into my past and try to come up with a costume I would love to have on video/film...well there are quite a few actually. Hey, I told you I loved Halloween!!
Jeannie. As in I Dream of Jeannie. You remember her! I was Jeannie in high school. I can not remember how old I was. My costume wasn't pink like hers, it was creams and browns. It matched her design pretty well. And to make it even better, my mom had this fantastic hair piece that we used as the ponytail. Everyone knew who I was, and even better some guys at school sang the song as I walked passed. "I dream of Jeannie with light brown hair..."
Alice in Wonderland. Based on Disney's version. I was also in high school for this one. I had a blue dress with puffy sleeves and a ruffle on the bottom. White knee high socks, Mary Janes, and even a white apron that was the perfect match to hers. Then the final touch...that hair piece I mentioned above and a black headband. My theatre teacher marveled at my brilliant costume. This was extra awesome as I was totally enamored of him!!!
Okay this next one is kind of a cross between Elvira and a vampire. I wore all black, put a thin layer of white paint on my face, blood red lips and my eyes were like Elvira's. Oh, and did I mention the black wig? Honorable mention goes to the District Manager of the toy store I was working at. He had come in on Halloween and met me in costume. The next day, he introduced himself to me again. I told him who I was--or rather who I had been-- and he had to pick his jaw up off the floor.
This year I am going as your friendly neighborhood fortune teller/gypsy. My kids and my extras think it awesome. And they are sooo right!
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Yes, you read the subject line right. I do not have cats. I do not want cats. I do not need to take care yet one more thing in the house. So why was I in a battle with a 20(actually it is 14 but who is counting?) pound box of kitty litter? Well I will tell you...
Yesterday I went to Wally with my mom. we have officially dubbed Wednesdays as Wal-Mart day. We usually go on a Wednesday anyway so why not. I had a lot of stuff to buy and because I came across some good deals--64 ounces of apple juice for just under $2, and a fruit drink also 64 ounces for less than $2 well I bought them both. I hate Wally. My mom had to buy kitty litter. She doesn't have cats either. At least, not by choice. She does have my brother, sister, and niece's cats. Another story, another time. We shopped for over an hour and stood in the shortest line we could find. No easy feat at Wally.
I loaded our treasures into my van from the side since the lift gate no longer stays open. It could have been the act of reaching in and out of the cart. It could have been throwing my lighter treasures into the back seat. Who knows. It came time to hoist the offending box of kitty litter. I lifted it out of the cart and was fine...at least it felt that way. I put it into the van....still seemed good. Then I stood up and that is when it hit. My back had suffered somewhere in loading the car. I have a bad back anyway so I do have to be careful. I know better. Bend your knees. I thought I had. I guess not. So ice and heat it is. And of course ibuproferen. Although I wouldn't mind a nice muscle relaxer. haha.
It is important to remember the good days. It is important because it makes facing the bad ones a little easier. So what made the day a good one? Well I am glad you asked!
1. We are all healthy! I am sooo sorry to all my bloggy friends who are sick. Please get plenty of rest, keep your loved ones isolated as much as humanly possible. But I am thanking the Lord that we are healthy.
2. Kristin went to school and stayed there. This is a good thing. It really sucks being 12. You are on the edge of childhood. She hasn't learned quite yet that you can hang onto some of it.
3. It was cooler today. Good grief it was 71 today. I made soup(thanks for the idea Rachel Sue) I loved it. Tonight the news is saying "How long will it last?" Well more than a one day I hope. Bring it on. I am ready for cool air.
4. I made cookies. It was just a Betty Crocker mix. They are gone. They were very good. Oh and just for verification I did not eat all of them.
5. I got a nap. Naps are good. Why don't our kids realize this. Oh how good they are. I felt better after. I know for some people this doesn't work. But for me, it was needed.
6. I had a great idea for Emily and how to make her homework easier. Sometimes I get a few good ones! Her school work is modified, why not do the same to her homework. I am suggesting to the teacher that we cut the homework down or at spend a set amount of time on each subject.
7. I am reclaiming my living room. It was being overrun with Barbies and other toys. New rule. No toys in the living room. Play in your room or the family room. I love my kids very much, but I am tired of toys. Haha.
8. My dishes are done. A personal victory each and every day!
It was a good day. Oh and here is a bonus...no headaches! Yipppeee! But we won't go down that road. This is a happy post!
Have you ever said this? Or has anyone said it to you? I can answer yes to both. Problem is, no one would believe anyone's life could be like mine. I know people who have lives far more chaotic and dramatic than mine. I think we could collaborate and make the next Desperate Housewives! Instead of being narrated by a dead housewife, it will be narrated by the woman who actually wrote that book. You heard it here first.
Here is just a little piece of my life. And really, isn't that what the blogs are for? To share little bits of our lives. Today, Nikki--one of my extras--wanted to know where the cord was for Emily's laptop. I thought that was really bizarre. I asked her if it was attached. I guess if it was she wouldn't be asking for its whereabouts! Of course it wasn't. I went and checked it out. Nope. No cord. So I get down on my knees...no easy task, and start hunting for the cord in question. It is no where. By this time my knees are screaming at me. "Hey! Get off!" It then hits me, that Ryan had been playing with the computer in question earlier. (We are bad and have 5 in the house! Yes, five!) "Did you take the cord to Emily's computer?" I asked. "Yeah." he said matter-of-a fact. "Where is it?" "Under the couch." Okay. So I am groping around under the love seat, which has little or no room to begin with. My knees are threatening me with revenge if I don't get up NOW. "I can't find it."I told Ryan. "I put here." he proceeded to lift up the cushion and there was the cord in question. So I ask, has anyone ever had that happen before???
Then this evening, after Rich had come home from his geek fest--err--windows 7 release he had goodies galore. I asked, "Well what did I get??" Ryan's answer..."You don't get anything. You have to work." Ahhh kids....you gotta love 'em.
I have got a really bad case of "The Mondays." Rich is off to a geek convention...aka...The Windows 7 release. Big fat hairy deal. I am not saying I am without geekiness. No, that would be a lie. However, I do make it look way cooler. I tried to get through morning with a smile. Did you know it actually takes less muscles to smile than it does frown? Yeah yeah whatever! Then I remember this message from church yesterday. Sometimes it's hard to swallow truth...but "Come what may...and love it!"