Archive for October, 2015

The kids and I, before we came down with the head cold thing, started working on their Halloween salt dough projects.  I let them play with the dough for a bit, while I tried to figure out how to get L’s hand and foot print. The hand print we had to do 3 times. 3rd times the charm, right?! Daddy helped me do the foot print which took the first time. Oldest did her hand print. After we got them dried, Oldest decided to make her hand print into a spider.

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The foot print became a candy corn ghost, 20151017_115714

and the hand print, 20151017_120012-1 turned out pretty cool just like it is. I would like to get some glow in the dark paint to make the hand and ghost parts stand out more, but for now it will have to do. I had enough left that I made an extra pumpkin, a tombstone and ghost. Hey I like to play too, ya know.

We got out the paints this morning and started painting their pumpkins. Oldest wanted to do a Minion pumpkin but as she was waiting for the paint to dry, L painted on it. She wiped it all off and has to start over now, so no pictures of hers yet. But I did get one of L’s finished work. I was hoping for a little bit more paint on it, but instead it was all on her hands and arms.

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The best part is that they had fun, and that is all that matters. 🙂

 

Little L has been complaining of her tummy hurting off and on for awhile now. It hasn’t been consistent and so we haven’t been too concerned over it. She stopped for a couple of weeks, but then the other day started back up. Hubby jumped all over me saying she needed a check up. “Isn’t it time to take her to the doctor”? I told him she went at 2 and she went when she was sick, but no she doesn’t need a check up. Then after he yelled, yes yelled, at me I told him I would get her a doctor’s appointment. My husband can be pretty paranoid and he thought that maybe L had swallowed a toy. I didn’t think so, but hey who knows. She does still put stuff in her mouth.

I got the appointment for this morning at 9:30. The office had moved so I got the new address and had to google it to see where it was. I am not familiar with the new area, so that is always fun, right? We left on time, and got down there with little to no traffic. THEN the fun began. I pulled into the parking lot and starting looking for building E. I drove down the parking lot and finally came upon a big building with an E on the side but the number said 150. I was told it was suite 105. I drove around thinking it was on the other side. It wasn’t. I turned around and drove back through, still no 105. I got back to the starting point and called. The lady on the phone started saying did you go South on such and such. South. How do you know where I was coming from? I thought. I said yes then she started in on we are on the south west corner facing blah blah blah, she lost me. I told her that I wasn’t seeing what she was describing. I was about to just give up and go home, then she told me she would walk outside and look for me. I told her I had to get turned around. I pulled out of the parking lot and started to go in the next entrance, when I seen the big E on the side of the correct building. She was standing outside the door and I waved at her and yelled thank you. She waved back and we parked.

Once inside we only had to sit for about 5 minutes. The waiting area in this new building was much smaller then the other one. Right after the girls started going to the old office, they had it painted with really nice animal jungle pictures. This place had nothing. Heck, it hardly had any wall space to hang a pic, much less, paint one. L gave us problems once we were called back. She wouldn’t get on the scale and started crying and holding on to sissy. I had to pull her off and pick her up and put her on the newborn scale. After that, she walked to the room just fine and let the nurse check her temp and height with no problem. While waiting for the doctor to come in, she wanted out of the room. There wasn’t much in it to look at, so we had to come up with stuff to keep her calm. Once the doc made her way in, she went into crying mode again, trying to hide. The doctor let her set on my lap instead of getting on the table. She finally let her listen to her heart and check everything. We had been battling a head cold that somehow I picked up and was pretty miserable over the weekend. I told the doc that she had a fever off and on for a few days. She asked about the tummy issues and I told her all I knew and she said that if she had swallowed a toy or anything and hadn’t passed it by now, the pain would be far worse then her just saying her tummy hurt off and on. She said that it was probably constipation and wanted me to get her an X-ray just to rule out anything else. Off we went to the X-ray place, which was on a totally different street, but pretty easy to find, since I had to take Oldest there once before for her back.

L did great in the X-ray room. The technician was pretty wonderful with her, I have to say. L laid very still while they snapped a pic and she told her that she was her best patient so far for the day. She gave L a fairy sticker and L even let her pick her up off the table. I told the tech that she must like her since she let her pick her up. Very proud mommy moment there.

We made it home and a few hours later, the doctor called and said that it was a mild case of constipation to up the fiber and water intake, cut back on milk for awhile and if that didn’t work, that I could use a baby laxative, called ? (For the life of me, I can’t remember what it was called. Oh well, I am sure I will sooner or later.) I am just happy that it wasn’t a toy lodge somewhere in her little tummy.  🙂

 

Black Cat

Posted: October 12, 2015 in Animals, blog, Halloween, Uncategorized
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I once owned a black cat. Her name was Blackie. I know, really original, but what can I say, I was only like 10. She was a good cat, stayed outdoors, never strayed. She didn’t ask to come in the house until she was much older and it was a very cold winter night. After that, she would just go out during the day and only come in at night. I never once thought of her as bad luck. Watching her from the kitchen window, rolling around in the dirt always brought a smile to my face. I came across some interesting facts about black cats and since it is nearing Halloween, thought it would be fun to share. blackcat4

  1. The Ancient Egyptians revered all cats as sacred, helpful and lucky. They were the symbol of Bastet, the cat-headed goddess of protection.
  2. Sometime during the Middle Ages, Europeans got the idea that black cats were associated with witchcraft. Some elderly, solitary women who often fed and cared for stray cats were misidentified as witches and the cats as their conspirators.
  3. In parts of England and Ireland, a black cat cross your path signifies good luck.
  4. Speaking of Great Britain, giving a cat to a bride in the English Midlands should bring good luck.
  5. In Scotland, a strange black cat arriving at your home means you may win the jackpot! A stray black cat arriving on your doorstep signals prosperity.
  6. If you’re German, you have to pay attention. If the cat crosses your path from right to left, that’s bad; left to right is good.
  7. If you’re a pirate, it gets even more complicated. If the black cat is walking toward you, it’s bad luck. If it’s walking away, that’s good. If the cat walks onto the ship and then back off, get off the ship because it’s going to sink.
  8. Fishermen and their wives saw black cats as good luck, with many keeping them on their ships or in their homes. Black cats became so highly valued that some could not afford them.
  9. In Japan, black cats are considered symbols of good luck, especially for single women. Owning a black cat is thought to attract potential suitors.
  10. In Russia, all cats are viewed as lucky.
  11. There is no one breed of black cat. There are 19 cat breeds in the Cat Fanciers Association directory that list “black” as a color option.
  12. Many black cats have golden eyes, which is the result of their high melanin pigment content.
  13. Black cats can be boys or girls, but more are male than female.
  14. Black Cat Appreciation Day is August 17.
  15. Black cats go with every décor, and, best of all, you can’t see their fur on your furniture!
  16. It’s bad luck to walk under a ladder that a black cat just passed. However, we would also suggest that it’s just good common sense not to walk under any ladder, whether or not a cat of any color is nearby.

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Many rescues suspend adoptions of black cats around Halloween. If you have a black cat, it is a good idea to keep them indoors on or near the Halloween holiday. Also keep all pets indoors on Halloween; the increased foot traffic, noises and costumes can be frightening to many pets.

I found this information on Pinterest but the original came from Petco.com

Thanks for reading. 😉

Oldest is on Fall Break from school this week. Well, Wednesday thru Sunday. Instead of going somewhere really cool and fun and exciting, I chose to take this time to get my side of the garage cleaned out. It isn’t all my side, hubby has alot of stuff stacked in there too, but the majority, he will tell you, is mine. I have crate upon crates of stuff I have lugged around for years. The last time we purged was when we were getting ready to leave Washington to move back to Nevada. I got rid of a ton of toys and stuff we just didn’t use anymore. Now it is time to go through the crates that we did keep and say, “Do we really need to hold on to this any longer?” I went out yesterday, the day was bright and sunny but there was a cool breeze blowing and the temp was in the 70’s. Good time to start. After opening 3 toy crates, I started to cringe. Cringe at all the clutter and mess and mismatched crap that we have lugged around and stored for the past 5 years. Oldest ended up going through 2 of them with me yesterday evening and we got a lot thrown out and a lot up in the donation crate. So 2 crates became one. Yeah! Throughout the afternoon I emptied atleast 5 crates.

Then today I took the girls with me to Walmart to pick up a few things. My plan was when I got back home, I was going to tackle the garage some more. Wrong. Oldest decided her closet needed cleaned out. But instead of pulling everything out and starting with an empty room, she started going through a crate of stuff that she had boxed up. Then she started showing and handing stuff to the 2 year old. You know where I am going with this. Pretty soon the room was more of a disaster then it started out and Oldest got mad because now she was overwhelmed by the whole thing. Instead of asking me to help or say, “hey mom, could you just go ahead and clean my closet out for me,” she stomped through the house, then got into a fight with her sister. I gave in and took it upon myself to clean it. An hour and half later I emerged, hungry and mad. Mad because they, (hubby and daughter), were both sitting on the couch, feet up,  watching The Walking Dead on Netflix. Little L was running all over, destroying everything in her path. The living room and kitchen were both lined with toys. I wanted to scream, but no, I went on and made dinner and kept my mouth shut. I knew if I opened it, it was not going to be good.

Tomorrow I am back outside to finish, *fingers crossed* what I started Wednesday. Hopefully, all that will be left on Saturday morning is a trip to the donation center. 🙂

 

October is ticking right along, and I have several Halloween posts that I am wanting to do. Let’s have some fun on this fine (rainy) Tuesday and play a game…

 Would You RatherHalloween Style.

  1. Would you rather walk through a graveyard after midnight or spend the night in a spooky abandoned house?
  2. Would you rather dunk for apples or carve a pumpkin?
  3.  Would you rather be able to eat as much Halloween candy as you in one night then have the rest taken away or be able to eat one piece a day and never have any taken away?
  4.  Would you rather meet a Vampire or a Werewolf?
  5. Would you rather BE a Vampire or BE a Werewolf?
  6.  Would you rather read a scary story or see a scary movie?
  7. Would you rather have a costume that is totally amazing but quite uncomfortable or have a costume that is not that great, but really comfy to wear?
  8. Would you rather make your costume yourself or buy one at the store?
  9. Would you rather get 20 of your favorite treats when you go trick or treating or get 50 that is not your favorite?
  10. Would you rather go to a really great Halloween party where you didn’t know anyone or go to a lame Halloween party and know everyone there?
  11. Would you rather go trick or treating with a group or get paid for taking little kids out trick or treating?
  12. Would you rather win a contest for best Halloween costume or win for having the best carved pumpkin?
  13. Would you rather sleep in a coffin or live in a giant pumpkin?
  14. Would you rather have to eat 6 fish eyeballs or have to eat a small frog?
  15. Would you rather wear your Halloween costume to school or work everyday til Thanksgiving or wear a jack-o-lantern over your head for the first 3 days of November?
  16. Would you rather help design and build a haunted house or go to a haunted house that someone else created?
  17. Would you rather be chased by 5 Zombies or be chased by 1 Werewolf?
  18. Would you rather go trick or treating in your neighborhood or go trick or treating at the mall?
  19. Would you rather eat all your Halloween candy or trade it all for $10.00?
  20. Would you rather dress up as the Devil or dress up as an Angel?

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Here are my answers:

  1. This is a toss up. I have never done either so I am going to go with stay in an abandoned house.
  2. Carve a pumpkin
  3. Let’s pig out and eat as much as I could in one night.
  4. If they are anything like Angel or Spike from Buffy the Vampire slayer then I would go with Meet a Vampire!
  5. Be a Vampire. Werewolf’s are too hairy.
  6. Probably see a scary movie.
  7. I haven’t dressed up in years so I would have to go with not amazing, but comfy.
  8. If I was handy dandy at sewing I would make costumes but since I am not, I will buy one at the store.
  9. I will go with 20 of my faves because who wants 50 pieces of candy that you don’t like.
  10. I would love to go to any party but I would have to go to one that I knew everyone.
  11. Go trick or treating with a group sounds more my speed.
  12. Having the best carved pumpkin would be pretty cool, especially since I had to buy my costume.
  13. Can I leave the lid up on this coffin? If not, I will go with the giant pumpkin.
  14. Yuck on both. Ewww…but if I had to choose, I will take the small frog. *Ribbit*
  15. I will go with the pumpkin on the ole head. It’s only 3 days.
  16. Both sounds fun, but I will go with design and build it.
  17. I would have to go with chased by 5 Zombies. Werewolf’s are very fast and I don’t think I could out run it.
  18. Trick or Treating door to door sounds more fun.
  19. Eat it allllll!!!!!
  20. My daughter says the Devil cause it’s cooler.

I hope that you will join in on my fun and answer these spooky questions. I was going to pick people to participate, but it will be easier this way.

I can’t wait to read your posts!  🙂

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It is funny watching Oldest and L argue. Arguing with a toddler just doesn’t seem to work. Some how they always seem to win. Oldest likes to paint her finger nails, the other day she asked if she could paint L’s. “Sure,  go ahead,”  I told her. They were both excited and happy and they spent some quality sister time together playing with sissy’s nail polish. L came out happy, saying that she was pretty and showing off her nails.

Today, was a little different. She wanted her nails redone since sissy was doing hers. Oldest set her on the floor in the bathroom and sat down in front of her. She started on her left hand, but after each nail she painted, L would pull away from her making it hard to go to the next finger. I walked in on them when they were doing this. Oldest pleaded with her to stop taking her hand away.  I broke down and told L that she needed to let sissy finish so that she can have pretty nails like sissy. She said ok and gave her hand back. She finally finished the first hand and started on the other on, when L decided she wanted a different color. Oldest got her bag out and said, “Orange or pink?” L immediately said Orange. She likes orange. Oldest starts to set down when she says, “No, pink.” Oldest got back up got the pink. This is the one you want, pink, right?” L nodded. Then like all females, she changed her mind one more time. “No!” “Purple!”  L yelled out. The look on her sissy’s face was priceless! I laughed so hard. In a very funny annoyed voice, Oldest got up and said, “Fine, you want purple. Purple it is then.” She gave me this look like I don’t believe this kid. I laughed even harder. It was great not being on the receiving end for once! 🙂

Last night while grocery shopping, hubby decided we needed to buy some Halloween candy. “What for?” I asked.  “To eat.” He replied. He rummaged through the bin of candy and came across one of those huge bags. “What do you think of this one?” “That has 100 pieces in it, are you crazy?” I said. “We don’t have to eat it all at once, it should last through the entire month.”  This is coming from a man that can eat a bag of candy in 2 days if he is in the mood to do so. “It would be different if we had kids on Halloween to give candy to, but buying this much is just silly,”  I stated. He put the bag down and was looking at some others, but came back to the original bag. “Fine, go ahead.” Then I asked, “How much is that anyways?” “Twelve dollars.” “What the what?” “Twelve dollars.” I about fainted. The bag made its way into the cart. When we got home I hid it in the cabinet. Out of sight, out of mind.

I still can’t get over the price! 🙂

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Little L 2 Halloween’s ago. Going through Sissy’s candy haul!

Well it is the 2nd day of October and time to get into the haunting mood. I love hearing and reading ghost stories, so I am always looking for ones that aren’t that scary that I can tell to my kids. Little L is loving the idea of Halloween. She runs around the house pretending to be a ghost and tries to scare us. Yesterday, she told me there was a ghost in Sissy’s room. I had to go investigate, with her right behind me. We crept into her room and looked around. I told her there were no ghosties. She then said they were in our room. We went back and forth like this for a little bit, til she got distracted and went on to something else.

So if you are looking for a couple good not so scary stories for the younger kids this Halloween, look no further. I ran upon these the other day doing some ghost hunting myself and thought I would share them.

The Pink Jellybean

At the end of a long, dark road is a long, dark path.

At the end of the long, dark path is a lone, dark house.

And the lone, dark house has a single, dark door.

Behind the single, dark door is a long, dark hall.

At the end of the long, dark hall are some tall, dark stairs.

At the top of the tall, dark stairs is a long dark balcony.

At the end of the long, dark balcony is a big dark room.

In the big, dark room is a big, dark closet.

In the big, dark closet is a big, dark door.

Behind the big, dark door are some steep, dark stairs.

At the top of the steep, dark stairs is a dark, dusty attic.

In the dark, dusty attic is a big, dark chest.

In the big, dark chest is a small, dark box.

And in the small, dark box is a Pink Jellybean!

Hairy Toe

retold by S.E. Schlosser

Once there was an old woman who went out in the woods to dig up some roots to cook for dinner. She spotted something funny sticking out of the leaves and dug around until she uncovered a great big hairy toe. There was some good meat on that toe which would make a real tasty dinner, so the old woman put it in her basket and took it home.

When she got back to her cottage, the old woman boiled up a kettle-full of hairy toe soup, which she ate for dinner that night. It was the best meal she’d had in weeks! The old woman went to bed that night with a full stomach and a big smile.

Along about midnight, a cold wind started blowing in the tops of the trees around the old woman’s house. A large black cloud crept over the moon and from the woods a hollow voice rumbled: “Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!” Inside the house, the old woman stirred uneasily in her bed and nervously pulled the covers up over her ears.

From the woods there came a stomp-stomp-stomping noise as the wind whistled and jerked at the treetops. In the clearing at the edge of the forest, a hollow voice said: “Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!” Inside the house, the old woman shuddered and turned over in her sleep.

A stomp, stomp, stomping sound came from the garden path outside the cottage. The night creatures shivered in their burrows as a hollow voice howled: “Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!” Inside the house, the old woman snapped awake. Her whole body shook with fright as she listened to the angry howling in her garden. Jumping out of bed, she ran to the door and barred it. Once the cottage was secure, she lay back down to sleep.

Suddenly, the front door of the cottage burst open with a bang, snapping the bar in two and sending it flying into the corners of the room. There came the stomp, stomp, stomping noise of giant feet walking up the stairs. Peeping out from under the covers, the old woman saw a massive figure filling her doorway. It said: “Hairy toe! Hairy toe! I want my hairy toe!”

The old woman sat bolt upright in terror and shouted: “I ATE your hairy toe!”

“Yes, you did,” the giant figure said very gently as it advanced into the room.

No one living in the region ever saw the old woman again. The only clue to her disappearance was a giant footprint a neighbor found pressed deep into the loose soil of the meadow beside the house. The footprint was missing the left big toe.

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