Friday, November 2, 2012

Weird Glows Gleam Where Spirits Dwell


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If you celebrated Halloween this year, I hope you had a spooky night filled with sugar highs and grinning jack-o-lanterns. Did you spy any cackling witches riding their broomsticks in front of the full moon? Were your neighborhood streets overflowing with trick-or-treaters clutching bagfuls of chocolate bars and Skittles?

We had a fair amount of those, as well as a few tractor beds filled with trick-or-treaters. That was a first in our neighborhood. I thought it was really neat!

What wasn't neat, however, was that there was a group of PROTESTORS screaming their opinions about how evil Halloween is over their megaphones. Thank goodness - as in good for them - they never did disturb the peace on our street, although I could still hear them. It was difficult not to, since this is a gated community and there are only so many places around here for them to go.

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I just cannot understand people like this, trying to ruin a fun little holiday and blowing it out of proportion to suit THEIR brainwashed/uneducated agendas. Halloween doesn't have to be all Chainsaw Massacre-ish, ya know. It can be just campy and fun. I can only imagine how confused they must feel when those Peanuts holiday cartoons air on television every year.

First, Linus sits in the sincerest of pumpkin patches, waiting for something as blasphemous as The Great Pumpkin.

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Then once December rolls around he's standing on a stage, telling Charlie Brown what Christmas is all about. How could Linus Van Pelt be the #1 fan of a corrupt pumpkin that brings toys to all the children of the world, yet also speak of angels and shepherds and goodwill towards men?

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But seriously, I just hope these people stay off our lawn if we have a blow up Santa Claus in our yard this year. I have a sneaky suspicion that they think Santa and his flying reindeer are just as blasphemous as decorating your front porch with grinning jack-o-lanterns and black cats while you sing along to Monster Mash. The bearded man says "Ho-Ho-Ho" and climbs down chimneys into people's homes at night while they're sleeping for cripe's sake. How twisted, how immoral, how diabolical!

And did you notice the Victorian postcard I posted at the beginning of this post? You see those four little children clasping hands around that grinning jack-o-lantern?

Pray for them, folks, as these little girls are shamelessly pleading for you to come to The Dark Side. Come to the Dark Side, because they have cookies!
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Well--- Halloween Party Poopers aside, it was a pretty nice evening. Exhausting, but nice. Our neighbors really kept us entertained. Penny was in a really good mood. First, as the night is winding down, she whistles at us from across the street. Mom answers, and this is their short conversation:

Mom: "Yeah?"

Penny: "Do y'all still have candy?"

Mom: "Yes."

Penny: (short pause, then in a sing-song voice) "Trick or Treeaaat!"

Apparently, she ran out of candy before we did. Photobucket We always buy too much candy, because some Halloween's the trick-or-treaters that come by just don't stop coming around... but that's okay. Even when it's a slow night, the neighbor's are always more than happy to steal some sugar loot for themselves.

After a couple hours our next door neighbor, Eric, came back to our house with his family to take pictures of his little girl in front of our decorations. Afterwards, he carried our Halloween Treats bag nearer the garage light so that he could see inside to search for more Skittles.

Skittles, which our other neighbor's daughter devoured earlier, while she was chatting with Mom while I set up the last of the decorations.

And I lost count on how many times I heard these two sentences Halloween night:

- "Man, y'all always have the best candy!"

- (Staring in awe at our bubble fogger) "I need that!"

Quite a few parents had trouble getting their kids away from that bubble fogger to do more trick or treating. They LOVED it! Of course, the adults loved it just as much. I guess a lot of people have never seen one before. We ordered ours online, at Grandin Road I believe.

I almost forgot, but this was pretty funny too. When it comes to the neighbors across the street, Penny always makes jokes about how she never sees me. If you can think of a joke... any joke... that could be used here I'm sure she's said it.

So Halloween night, Mom says that when she went over there Penny was in a real good mood. She looked at Mom and said, "God! I just LOVE Halloween! I love it because every year it comes, and every year I get to see Kristin."

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The photos this year aren't so great, and we never did get around to buying a tall bale of hay to place the pumpkins on. (Thanks to the delivery people showing up extremely late, finally delivering the wrong mattress, and then us having to cancel the entire order). Also, we added more to the table but it was already too dark to take any nice pics.

I have to say that the table has looked 100 times better before. We couldn't find our Halloween tablecloth, and last year we gave away a lot of good stuff. (To make room in the garage since we had our house on the market at the time. I really miss a lot of that stuff). Even worse, I couldn't find my best Halloween cd. (My best Christmas cd is even missing). Our neighbor's were playing it though, since we copied ours to give them last year. Thank goodness we can now just make a new copy for ourselves.

Oh! I almost forgot to say that Mom made the awesome ghost that you see in the pictures. She made it from cheese cloth.

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Is it just me, or does he sort of look like Snape?

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You can't tell in the video, but Dad was lying on the ground inside the fog.

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After using this rat a few Halloween's ago, and not finding it last year at all, imagine my glee when I discovered it yesterday. When I said it needed a name, Mom suggested "Merlin" at first but then changed it to "Wart."

I LOVED it! It was so perfect because, as Mom reminded me, in the story Camelot the magician Merlin was always turning Arthur/Wart into wild animals; hawks, fish, etc.

So why not a rat?



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And now for my confession......

The day after Halloween I put up our Christmas stuff. All left to do now is the village, which I've only just started setting up, and the tree. I'm not sure if I'm gonna place garland on the stairs or not.

However, I AM pretty sure that it's time to add snow to my blog. And why not? It isn't exactly chilly here (last I looked, it was 90 degrees), so at least I can experience winter through snowy animated graphics.

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