Today was busy, but a good kind of busy. A long-time friend came down to visit me. We went shopping and just enjoyed ourselves. I bought one of those plug-ins for my porch light that has two receptacles on either side so I can plug-in some rope, white lights for Christmas decorating.
I came home and rested my poor feet for about an hour or two and then I got more company. I was feeling so good that people were thinking of me. I went to the door and it was my daughter.
She invited me to ride along with her and her daughter to Bowling Green to look for a costume for her daughter. We went and had success. While in the store I came across a darling little girl all dressed up in her costume. I asked her mommy if I could take a photo of her and she and her little one agreed.
We then left the Halloween store and went to the mall. We roamed around Hot Topic and Bath n Body. Of course I had to get some good smelling stuff in there. I have some hand wash called Pumpkin Frosting that smells so good, so I bought another bottle.
I also bought the Vanilla bean body lotion that came back out for Christmas. I had to buy the hand wash called Gingerbread. I am definitely going to smell good through the holidays and have clean hands. LOL
It was so wonderful not to have to drive. I have a terrible time seeing at nights so if I had gone alone, I would have been back a long time ago. I just hate it that the clocks turn back Saturday. An extra hour of darkness, yuck. I like more daylight at the end of the day. I can remember in years gone by we didn’t adjust our clocks like now, can you remember those days?
Well, I am home now and am drinking my cup of coffee and watching or listening, I should say to the Charlie Brown Christmas. Well, time to go check my email, and Facebook. Here is a photo of that darling princess I told you about.
Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must mention a dark night, your fridge, and tears (of joy or sadness; your call). Feel free to switch one ingredient if you have to (or revisit one from previous trio prompts).
I had been on a diet my entire life. I was always reminded of the fat rolls I had on my legs when I was born. I actually got tired of hearing those words; in fact it gave me a complex. It must have bothered my mom also as she had me in a weight loss group in the seventh grade.
This bad feeling carried through my adult life. I was now on a new fad diet. It was guaranteed to take off 10 pounds in two weeks. The ingredients consisted of vegetables, fruits, lots of meat, and no sugars of any kind.
I was in my fourth day of it. I was lying in bed watching television when a restaurant commercial came on for a nice juicy hamburger. Suddenly my mouth began to water. My eyes started to float as liquid formed. I was hungry.
I argued with myself for around half an hour as I knew I had filled my page with all that I could have to eat that day. It didn’t do any good, I had let the commercial fool me into starvation mode.
I crawled out of bed and put my feet into my cozy slippers. I headed for the dark kitchen. I really didn’t need to be wide awake at 11pm. I let the refrigerator light lead me to what ever was easy to grab.
I located the buns, the cheese and the cold cuts. I found a box of cookies. Leaving the refrigerator door open for light, I started to smile as I pasted together the biggest sandwich I could create. A thick-slice of tomato, dill pickles, several leaves of lettuce, meat,and a nice smear of mustard.
Grabbing a diet coke, I went to the table and got a napkin to put my cookie and sandwich on. When I turned around two little mice were nibbling at my food. It was the oddest thing I ever saw.
Instead of screaming and freezing in spot, I stared. The heads of the mice had my face. The legs on each mouse were filled with fat rolls. WTF was this? ” Mother, are you trying to still rub that story in my face, from way up there”?
I watched them for a few seconds longer and then suddenly became furious. I raced over to the counter top and shooed those two rascals away. I tossed the sandwich and cookie in the trash can. I wiped the counter down with a Clorox wipe slammed the refrigerator door shut and turned to walk back to my bed, too angry to remember that I was hungry only moments ago. ” Thanks a lot Mother. I know, I know, stick to the diet little girl. You will be much happier in the end”.
It is almost Halloween night. Time for kiddies to get excited to dress-up and go door to door for treats. A time for bored teens to do things they will feel ashamed of the next morning.
I used to get so excited. I could go out after dark. I could walk up to door and ask for candy. The biggest memory I have is when I was about eight years old. When I went to school we had a big party at school.
Included in that was guessing who each other was. A parade of each of us all in a circle so we could show off our costumes. Dunking for apples and lots of eating candy. The costume I worse to school for the party was the same costume I wore that night for Trick-or-Treating.
I have to admit when I look at the photo of way back then, I looked cute, but getting around in the costume was so wrong. Mom had dressed me up in my dad’s flannel shirt. She attached a false mustache over my lip. She had me wear some too-long pants of a cousin’s of mine and made me wear a big, thick, brown belt to help hold them up.
Then the finale came when she asked me to hold my arms stretched out as far as they would reach. While I was doing this, she took a broom handle and shoved it down the back of my body so that it was sticking out both arms.
Ta-da! I was a natural-born scarecrow; but think about an eight year old trying to walk anywhere with any grace with a stick stuck in your body cross ways. Mom and dad didn’t believe in buying costumes or masks. They put their heads together with grandparents and invented our costumes, then made them with what ever they could find.
Now a days money is spent for costumes that are made so cheap they can barely be held together for 24 hours. The make-up for costumes reminds me of theatrical make-up at its worst or best.
So now that I told you about my Halloween as a child that one year; share your memory of your special Halloween night with me. Oh, by the way, I never had any more terrible costumes like that. I think I complained so much that the following years was much easier.
I took some tips from Halloween.com for quick tips and ideas if you are still not ready for your Halloween party. Maybe one of these will help you out at last minute.
Please don’t hit me mommy
Daddy make her stop
Hey, shut-up and take it like a man
You did the deed, you pay the price
I could hear the screaming from my own house
Tears started rolling down my cheeks
As I remembered back to the days of my own youth
Where punishments could have been handled
Without the stings of the belt
The burns of my dad’s cigars
Mommy’s slaps across the face
As I came back to reality
I heard the pleas of please stop
I made my feet move
Walking towards my phone
I dialed 911
I explained what I heard
I hung the phone up
Placed my keys in the door
Walked to their front porch
Beat on the door with my fists
The door opened brisk
Cursing me to leave right away
The little one peeked from the side
I held my arms out
He raced towards me with tears
The same tears we both shared
Risking being shot at or hit
I raced back to my home
Tearing open the front door
Locking dead bolts and more
I prayed for the almighty God
To save this child for my sake
To take all the guilt I had born
To wipe the memories away
To give the child and myself
A new life with new eyes to see
Then the sounds of the sirens came near
I heard the screams of put your hands behind you
I peeked out my window
As the dirt and the mud washed away
I turned towards the little fellow
And he buried his cheeks in my bosom
We shared tears for the past and tomorrow
I Didn’t Want You To Go
I didn’t want you to go
Didn’t you really know?
All the prayers I said at nights
While you were fighting the fight
I didn’t want you to go
Didn’t my sadness show?
The thought of you not here
Placed my body in total fear
How can I possibly go on
Turn a smile from a frown
How will you hear me say
You say you will always stay?
You promise to stay near?
You say I have no need to fear?
I will cling to your every word
When I see the flying of birds
I will look up to the skies
And quickly wipe the tears from my eyes
I hear you whisper to me
You say it is time to flee
I will love you forever bud
My love I will send above
Hold that spot you promised you would
I promise I will come, I will be good
For there is one thing I know
The time apart, it will go so slow
But when God says my time is here
We will soar through the skies so near.