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Posts tagged ‘Halloween’
It’s All Hallow’s Eve! (Wasn’t it just July 4th last week?) And I am spookily happy. Seriously. Here’s why.
1. Yesterday going to my grandtwins’ nursery school and carving a Jack O’ Lantern. Here it is:
Okay, that’s a lie. I took that pic near my place in historic district Savannah. Here’s the one I did:
Sorry but that’s a lie as well. (Is that a bat?) Here’s mine:
For more decades than I care to mention, my Jack O’Lanterns have looked EXACTLY the same. But what fun with Matthew and Madison and their little classmates.
2. Speaking of pumpkins, here’s my dinner Wednesday night–Butternut Squash Soup in Pumpkin Bowls.
Oh. My. Goodness. Gourmet heaven.
3. The Savannah Film Festival this week, hosted by my SCAD–Savannah College of Art and Design.
What incredible films I saw, including a fascinating documentary about Summerville, GA artist Americana Howard Finster and a mesmerizing selection of short films from Ireland.
4. Singing with James Brown in Augusts, GA.
We’re belting out “Papa’s Got a Brand new Bag,” followed by “Make it Funky.”
5. The joy of holidays.
Happy, Happy Halloween to you all!
They’re simply everywhere I turn these days!
Who let da punkins out?
(Sorry. I sorta fell backwards in the pic above.)
But, seriously? Nearly 800 pounds?! (The pumpkin, not me.)
Hello there, tens of blog followers! I hope you’ve had a stellar Saturday. I have. Isn’t it such an incredible joy to be alive–and waking up on the right side of the dirt?
But, goodness, so many chores! Petting Bonz, my kitty:
Teaching my bird, Old Black Eyes, to talk:
Walking my dog, Herman:
Showing love to my big spider, Arach:
Teaching kitties to kiss:
Pets are fun. But SO much work.
So, I was walking through Kroger this evening. And I got all confused/flabbergasted because, well, I turned a corner and saw this:
The confusion came about because my August 17th weather app told me this:
A real feel of 98 degrees and Halloween cavorting just do not play well together (to me). But then again, I’m well past my 50th bday, so maybe I’m out of touch with reality.
So Happy (excuse me for a second while I wipe the sweat off my brow) Halloween!!
For some reason I just LOVE to get my picture taken with cartoonish or unusual characters. Looking through my Photo Stream, I found it a bit unsettling HOW MANY pictures I have of myself with costumed witches and store mascots and pirates and taxidermied wolves. The list goes on and on.
I don’t really know why I do this. (Note to self: therapist talking point #72.) But I think it must have something to do with the fact that when I see a big pink monster, for example, for that moment I think it’s REAL, and I HAVE to record the phenomenon. AND I believe that it wants its picture taken with me–just me! We become a pair, “us.” Neal and the Pink Monster. Forever.
And it SO gets on my nerves if there are children milling about, wanting THEIR pictures taken with the monster, as if they could understand the deep, nearly spiritual connection I have with it.
Now be honest, wouldn’t you want your photo snapped with this deer?
And without fail, I think to myself, “This pic sure would look good framed!”
I fear I have passed the trait on to Grandson Daniel:
Oh well. What can you do?
So I started off Halloween 2013 at my grandsons’ Costume Parade at Savannah Country Day School. Daniel and Gabriel both dressed as Iron Man (Men?), so I’ll begin with them.
And D in the parade:
Just look at some of these kids’ costumes!
Wait, Duck Dynasty?