Witch Makeup Preview

Last Halloween in Tucson

A cow, a saucy milkmaid, and a cat walk into a bar....so glad my sisters aren't grownups!

Time to Put Up Your Ruby-Slippered Feet

This Koch's For You!

I love Jon Stewart. He tells it like it is better than most mainstream news shows. And he makes me laugh. And, okay, I do have a huge crush on him. 

Halloween Eve

I have decided that I'm bringing something similar to the illustration on the left to the party tomorrow night. The severed finger cookie is always a hit. Creepy as well as delicious. I must now go to the room downstairs where, with access to a hot glue gun and various crafty materials, I shall complete the finishing touches for my witch costume. The son has determined that he will go as a character from Gravity Falls. This involves the use of a red hooded robe that he already possesses, which at this point in time, I am exceedingly happy about. It only requires the application of a simple logo that I should be able to accomplish with little difficulty. She says with great optimism. The problem with costume failures is that they have no secondary use. Cookies that turn out cosmetically as failures can still be eaten. As the vampires are wont to say, bleh.

Halloweek Humpday

Bet you thought I was going to title this Wednesday of Halloweek. I thought I was, too, but I'm a sucker for alliteration. Putting together the ultimate witch costume. And while doing so implementing the wise words of Miss Clairee Belcher. 

The ability to accessorize is the only thing that separates us from the animals. 

Witch boots? Witch hat? Witch tights? Decisions, decisions. It is a beautiful autumn day. I can attest to this from having taken a two mile-ish walk earlier this afternoon. Also researching spooky-themed desserts to take along to Emma's on Friday night. Oh, the illustrious trivia team I am a member of won first place last night! It's all about the free beer, people. That and their new pretzel with spicy cheese dip appetizer. I've never been so excited to hear the words jumbo hot and soft single announced as Joe set one down in front of me. Yes, you just read that. 

Tuesday of Halloweek

I successfully de-knotted the string that my little skull-guy-in-the-top-hat hangs from. Special because it reminds me of the day sisters Pam and Martine and I spent at the Tucson Botanical Garden a year ago. Pam bought each of us this necklace and we wore them for the remainder of the week. In other news, when I get home from trivia tonight I will be able to park in the garage! A nice little seasonal accomplishment. Though the umbrella is still out on the deck. Flapping in the ill wind that is currently blowing. I also need to stash away the butterfly solar lights. As well as remember to disconnect the hose in the front yard. I let the furnace run two cycles this morning in order to banish the chill. My inner frugal Norwegian is telling me that one cycle would have been sufficient. I'll just ignore her and load the dishwasher. That should appease her and shut her up for a while. I think I shall call her Borghild. So now I could say, pipe down, Borhild, it's 46 degrees outside! How about if I load the dishwasher and do a load of laundry? Is that adequate penance?