Halloween Revisited

The Pirate and the Princess - 2005

Bee & Angel - 2006

Cat & Mouse - 2007

Now we are trying to figure out what we are going to be this year. I have some of Kayla too in case you were all wondering, the problem is she was invented before the digital camera. :-p

This year we are going completely homemade. Whatever it is, it has to be something we already own. Betcha can't wait to see what we come up with, huh? Me too! Any Suggestions?

I suggested cutting off some tree branches and hot gluing them to their sleeves and letting them be trees.

I think...

I think if I were married to Joel Osteen I would punch him in the face a lot. Does he sound and talk like that all the time? ~shudder~

I think Barak Obama is a very arrogant man. I think he is a poser and if he gets elected the only people who will profit are the people who are living off the government already. I also think that the combination of Barak Obama, Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reed would be the equivalent of the unholy trinity.

"Your mom musta raised you strange"

That is what mamaw said to me today, "Your mom musta raised you strange." I agreed with her. :-)

I didn't go to mamaws until around 3 today and she was hungry. If you ever try to feed mamaw you find out pretty quick that nothing sounds good to her. Today I gave her the choice of a warmed up hamburger, a warmed up corn dog or potato soup. She chose the soup. The problem was that it wasn't really potato soup. It was chicken corn chowder. haha. But she doesn't like chicken if you ask her so I stopped telling her when I feed her chicken. She wasn't in love with it. I think she thought it was pretty nasty and couldn't figure out why it didn't taste like Marsha's potato soup. The conversation today went something like this:

Mamaw: Where do I live?
Me: You live here.
Mamaw: Where is here?
Me: Erm, Rossville?
Mamaw: This tastes different.
Me: Well this soup has carrots in it too...maybe you ate a carrot thinking it should taste like a potato. Next time think carrot. haha
Mamaw: hehe, huh?
Mamaw: Who lives here?
Me: You do.
Me: remember I used to come up here and you would be popping beans?
Mamaw: Popping beans? What?
Me - (explaining what bean popping looks and sounds like)
Mamaw: haha, Your mom musta raised you strange.
Me: yes, yes she did.
Mamaw: Where do I live?
Me: Las Vegas...kidding...you live here, in Rossville, on Peachtree Street.
Mamaw: hmmm, this tastes strange.
(cut to after the dumping of the soup and replacing it with chocolate pie) :-)
Next 20 min......where do I live...here....when did I move here....erm, IDK...Who lives here with me....Nobody, but Darla spends the night...Oh....Where do I live?

After Lunch:
Scene - walking down the hall
Mamaw: does someone live under the house?
Me: no, that is just your basement where you have all your canned food...you know, those popped beans.
Mamaw (who is now poot walking) - well those beans aren't the only things popping!! hahahaha
Me: Dang mamaw, I had my mouth open and everything...you need to warn someone if you are gonna start popping.
Mamaw: poot, giggle, poot, giggle, poot, giggle
Me: Holy cow Mamaw! Let me walk in front!!

Good times, good times.

Focus People

Ok. Let's not keep putting this off. This year we are planning ahead.

Halloween Night...

Place: Mom's
Time: ??
Food: ??

Do I need to bring a candy bag for my kids or will Granny have some?

I think we should all be there at 5...before it gets dark. Is everyone o.k. with that?

Any food suggestions? I'm open.

a little dysFUNctional

I remember throwing a softball through the kitchen window when mom wasn't home. It was totally an accident, I was trying to throw it on the roof and then catch it when it came down but missed. If I had an older sister to pass with, maybe it wouldn't have happened...but I digress. Dad was home and he rushed off to the store, bought a new piece of glass and fixed the window before mom got home. Can you say SuperHero?

I remember going to McDonald's, which was a rare treat back in the day, and I was sitting in the front seat holding everyone's drinks. Mom decided we were gonna do a little something special and eat at the park, whoop whoop! When she turned into the place we were going to park I wasn't expecting the turn or the hump we went over and it threw me forward, crushing half of the drinks and spilling most of them. Oh, the horror and utter sadness over ruining this cool thing we were doing. But mom didn't yell at me! She said, "it's not your fault, I should have told you we were turning." huh? Really? And then, instead of giving the loser kid who spilled the drinks the one that had very little beverage left in it, she took it and gave me and the other loser kids (lisa, nikki) the other ones. AwWwW. Not getting in trouble and/or being punished...priceless.

I remember the Christmas that I peeked in the living room through that weird folding doorway we had and seeing mom putting out Christmas presents. I was the year that someone got cowboys and indians? Not sure who...I just remember that.

I remember being in awe of Casey singing "The Grundy County Auction...hey pretty lady won't you give me a sign, I'll do anything to make you mine all mine, I'll do your bidding and be at your beck and call....yeah never seen anyone looking so fine, man I gotta have her she's a one of a kind, I'm goin' once goin' twice...I'm sold to the lady in the second row she's an 8 she's a 9 she's a 10 I know, she's got ruby red lips blonde hair blue eyes and I'm about to bid my heart goodbye....she was only like 3 years old. And how she could 'read' a book by memorizing all the words when she was, what? 2? Alien kid. Fo' sho.

I remember phrases, "no eating crackers in the bed"..."you won't go to hell for listening to country music"..."you can invite everyone in your class to your slumber party but they probably won't come"

I know there were a lot of things in between my memories that were probably a lot less memorable but still good. It just makes me wonder what my kids will remember about their childhood. I think that I will probably pull out the wire coat hanger and cut all their hair off if they ever complain about it.

Mandatory Family Togetherness

Halloween is fast approaching and everyone is expected to be at mother's house. That is not a request, that is an order. (unless you are an internet surfing, stumbled on this blog, non-family member....you are not invited, don't come, that is creepy.)

Now, all that is left to do is tell Nikki (who needs to be blog pressured so she can keep up too) and figure out who is bringing what and someone to give me some ideas on how to dress up my kids for $5 or less. :-)

Casey, you and Kayla need the Barak and McCain masks from the Balloon factory. You can hand out candy and give unreasonable campaign promises. Casey/Barak: "Take my candy and I will make the government pay for your healthcare and give you a free home." Kayla/McCain: "Take my candy because I'm old and may not be around next Halloween to give you any more."

Lisa, Kayla said you should be Sarah Palin. I think that would be SA-Wheat! Noone has to be Joe Biden because noone really cares if he is around or not.

Say it ain't so Joe...

I think that was my favorite line from the vice presidential debate. "Say it ain't so Joe"! haha. That was great.
Sarah did a good job. I think she was even cracking Joe Biden up a little bit. Now it is John McCain's turn to throw it down and start defending himself and make known Obama's shadiness.
Next debate Tuesday! Wonder if Casey is working........