The Horror

The Horror

For those of you who never thought you’d see me in this kind of outfit—here you go.
The Horror

More pictures from our Halloween party here.

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Arts and Crafts

Arts and Crafts

I’m not a pumpkin carver. It’s messy, you can lose a finger, and quite frankly, I’m not very good at it. It was with that in mind that I lamented not having the dolls I needed to create the final creepy space in my house’s Halloween decorations. No sooner than I mentioned it, the wheels turned for my mother-in-law. Within a few hours, nine dolls had been picked up at the swap meet and deposited at our place.

Below is evidence of what a few women of all ages and some markers can do in lieu of pumpkin carving.
Creepy Dolls Mosaic

A New Strategy

A New Strategy

My mom gets prank-called a lot.

Some are scams, like the calls asking her to give up personal information over the phone.

Others just scare her, like those occurring just after she gets home. “Are they watching me?” she always thinks.

Yesterday, she hit on a new strategy for those calls where she just gets silence–she proclaims, in broken English, “I love you!” That cracks her up, so she then laughs hysterically into the phone.

“Dicen que es bueno reír. Pues en vez de asustarme, ahora me río.”

She cracks me up sometimes.