Happy Halloween, everyone!
In a few hours the streets will be filled with goblins and ghouls and Justin Bieber look-alikes…Oh my! Scary stuff I must say. I’ll be honest with you, and some of you already know this because you’ve followed me around for so long and I’ve talked about it before. I am a great big fraidy cat. I don’t do scary movies, I don’t read scary books, and I just don’t like to be afraid period.
I wasn’t always like that. I used to marathon Freddy movies like it was cool and visit haunted houses and all the rest of the fraidy stuff until my brother-in-law scared me so badly one night while my husband was on duty I’ve not watched a truly scary thing since. But I still like the Holly Homemaker traditions of Halloween and all the corny little things that go with being a “wholesome hostess.” Cider, apple bobs, finger foods (hehe)…Oh, I love Hocus Pocus and watch it methodically this time of year and really who could do without The Great Pumpkin? Yes, I live life on the safe side when it comes to this holiday.
Normally by this time of year my porches would be overflowing with mums and I’d have out my harvest gardens flags, but with Marshfox gone again, quite frankly I simply didn’t have the energy to do it this year. I’m pooped and am tired of spending so many holidays alone even if they are just the simply celebrations of the night of the dead. So, I am officially this year, I suppose in a sense, the Scrooge of Halloween. In an effort to climb out of my funk, I did manage to get my fall table dressings on the dinette and my sunflower wreath on the door, but still feeling a bit blue about the whole thing I turned to this…Hope you enjoy! At least now I feel like passing out the candy. J