Just returned from picking up film and a clown nose. Seems like everyone is dressing up as a clown. I had the hardest time locating one this year. Well, it is time to dress up, dance and sing. Happy Halloween Everyone!
Today is my birthday. I made and decorated the cake, (all home made). I bagged 230 individual goodie bags for the trick or treaters. Picked up the food for the party. Decorated the house. Carved the pumpkin. Made the tombstones. Forgot to do alot of silly little things….Oh well, being 3-4 makes the letters C.R.S. a reality.
Things to do:
Set up food for the party
Get clown costume on
Finish decorating the outside
Heat up the Apple Cider
Dress the Hobbits in their costumes
Chill the soda
Try to steal some “Me Time”
Oh yeah, Vacuum……
Hope everyone has a great day today. Eat too much candy, and dance your hearts out! Happy Halloween Everyone!
Today is my birthday. I made and decorated the cake, (all home made). I bagged 230 individual goodie bags for the trick or treaters. Picked up the food for the party. Decorated the house. Carved the pumpkin. Made the tombstones. Forgot to do alot of silly little things….Oh well, being 3-4 makes the letters C.R.S. a reality.
Things to do:
Set up food for the party
Get clown costume on
Finish decorating the outside
Heat up the Apple Cider
Dress the Hobbits in their costumes
Chill the soda
Try to steal some “Me Time”
Oh yeah, Vacuum……
Hope everyone has a great day today. Eat too much candy, and dance your hearts out! Happy Halloween Everyone!
Today is my birthday. I made and decorated the cake, (all home made). I bagged 230 individual goodie bags for the trick or treaters. Picked up the food for the party. Decorated the house. Carved the pumpkin. Made the tombstones. Forgot to do alot of silly little things….Oh well, being 3-4 makes the letters C.R.S. a reality.
Things to do:
Set up food for the party
Get clown costume on
Finish decorating the outside
Heat up the Apple Cider
Dress the Hobbits in their costumes
Chill the soda
Try to steal some “Me Time”
Oh yeah, Vacuum……
Hope everyone has a great day today. Eat too much candy, and dance your hearts out! Happy Halloween Everyone!
Falling from the sky
Birds, Stones, Words, Doubts
I reach up with bloody palms
I call for the freedom of my mind
Reaching for some kind of Salvation
Balance of the Libra
Sit pretty, hands folded upon your lap
be the lady not the judge
it is the freedom of our trespasses
that this humanity seeks
Shall I forgive you?
Do I know you?
Boundaries that bend and blind
A rubber band
Bouncing Bouncing Bouncing
stretched to it’s limits
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
skirts to the ankle
Such a lady
Quietly bond mouth
Silent truths rip the flesh and mind
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
broken promises, forgiveness once again
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
lace napkin hangs down
I can’t breathe
grey hairs and lavender
orange lipstick in the gold case
tea at 4 o’clock
knocks at the door
it’s him, he is waiting to come in
Black suit, not a wrinkle
Suave, smooth, sharp
Our date is postponed
Not to answer the door
fear
Stay where you are.
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
struggle for the words
Sit pretty, napkin on your lap
I refuse to go
Today
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
uniform soldiers lined up
Shot down with amnesia
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
children play in the yard
Dinner is late
burnt ribbons and aprons
frayed edges but still spinning
prejudges and stigmatas
Rosary lays in the hand
pearls scatter to the ground
Murmuring in the classroom
frankincense and mirth
giggles giggle giggles
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
grace and lavender
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
orange lipstick in the gold case
Sit pretty, hands upon your lap
it’s all still spinning
Yesterday was an incredible day. My aunt arrived with daughter in tow to celebrate my grandfather’s 86th birthday. We surprised my grandparents at the restaurant with a special gift being them. My grandmother cried and my grandfather was smiling the entire night. Warm and fuzzy moment folks. We ate Greek food at a wonderful restaurant. After dinner we went to my grandparents house for tea and coffee. While the family chatted, Morgana (my 18 yr old cousin) and I went through my grandparents house to look at her possession for the memories. I found some old photos of my great grandparents in Holland that died during the war. One of the photos was of a victorian lady standing with a bald man with a goatie. This was my grandfather’s parents. I felt strangely connected to that photo. I even joked that I must have a bit of her in me because I am also married a bald man with a goatie. Morgana found that humourous. Morgana and I bonded quite well which is odd all in it’s self, I have always been estranged from my family due to age differences and changes that have occurred within my own parent’s marital status that have lead me to different roads in my life. I seem to have more in common with this girl than with any of my other cousins on either side of my parents families.
I felt like I was literally a part of the clan. It was a wonderful evening.
Back home I started thinking about my great grandmother in that photo. Ever since I was a child I have always mingled with spirits of the other side. When I was an infant my parents swore that I was taken care of by a spirit. I remember a victorian lady in my life. Her hair was piled up high on her head and she wore a long lace dress. I didn’t have any flesh humans who dressed like that to influence my mind so I always considered that either a past life issue or me being odd. I remember her hair colour as well, and still do. I just don’t remember clearly her eye colour. My parents spoke of a spirit that use to tuck me into to bed and play with me when I was suppose to nap. My parents would wear socks to sneak up on me to see what was entertaining me. I would be waiting for them when they arrived at the doorway with open arms as if someone told me that they were coming. One time my father got up for work and placed me into bed with my mother. Later that afternoon he called during his lunch. My mother thanked him for tucking the sheets around the two of us, to prevent me from falling out of her bed. My father stated that he didn’t.
Later on my parents moved out of the house and I always associated that house as the location of my protector ghost. It never crossed my mind that she may have been a family member. I knew that house and remember it from my infant days which surprised my father one day when I was a teen coming back into that town after a 15 year absence. I associated the house as being the house with the lady who took care of me.
In the later part of my childhood when my hair was extremely long I would whip it up into a victorian bun. I even have the swoop part for the front because of my widow’s peak. The hair style in the photo I wore for the mirror afraid to share outside of the bedroom.
I brought some of this to my husband’s attention because he has heard of the tales of the ghost who took care of me as a child as well from other family members. He made the comment that it was I who encouraged him to shave his head.
I am still digesting this tidbit of a reality check. None of the other grandchildren on my mother’s side of the family have had the honour of being taken care of by a spirit. My brother wasn’t blessed with that kind of experience either. I am the only one. I wonder if she is still with me.