October, that time of year where the weather's just right, no more bugs around, the trees change to glorious colors, and it's Halloween time!
My girl thinks Halloween should be a year around event! Not for the candy or anything, but because she loves the decorations, especially skulls.
I'd thought I'd share some Halloween stories from the past and present with you.
* My girl is an artist, she recently painted a large pumpkin on a Pallet board to sell to a Flea Market across town. Which is good, but the funny part is....of all the 6000+ people in town, it ends up at the house across the street from us! Crazy!
* When my son was about 10, he went with his Youth Group to a local haunted event. It involved a Hayride in the dark and everyone gets dropped off at the end of the ride in a forest and have to make their own way back to the house and entrance. Well of course there's going to be scary people waiting in the forest, one jumped out and scared the group. My son reached behind him, grabbed his best friend's hand and bolted for the safety of the house and lit yard. About 3/4th of the way there his friend let's go of his hand. After arriving at the house and in the lighted lot he searched for his friend. "Why did you let go!?" he asked. "I never held your hand!" his friend replied. Soooo....who was he holding then???
* When my girl was about 11 she came up to me, "Momma, can you check on me while I take my shower?" "Why?" I asked. "Cuz I don't want to get Murder-lated" (Her word for "Murdered and Mutilated"). "Alright, but that's enough with the scary movies". Half way through her shower I opened the door and screamed "HAVE YOU BEEN MURDER-LATED YET!!??" "Mom!!! That's not FUNNY!" she screamed from the shower. "I thought it was" (evil grin).
* Randy & I got married on October 2nd, we spent part of our honeymoon in Niagara Falls (I know, cheesy eh?) We went to Clifton Hill which has all the tourist attractions and we went into Dracula's Haunted Castle. I don't remember what it was but Randy said something that got me into a fit of giggles for several minutes. The last part was a long dark hallway with curtains along the walls. Randy said "I wonder what would happen if I stuck our umbrella behind the curtain?" A loud sinister voice boomed "Ohhh nooo you don't want to do thaaaat". I lost it again and could not stop giggling.
* Another attraction on Clifton Hill was a Wax Museum, the basement was "Methods of Torture and Death". So we looked at wax figures in Iron Maidens and on Torture Racks etc. There was one figure in an Electric Chair with the metal headpiece and all. I moved on to the next exhibit but Randy called me back. "Did you see this?" he asked, pointed to the electric chair. "Yeah" I said. He says "Look at it again". So when I looked through the glass, he pushed a button on the wall which animated the wax figure to be "electrocuted" with violent shaking and strobe lights going off. I jumped and screamed and then started arm punching Randy. Damn that startled me!
Now the kids are teenagers and aren't interested in Trick or Treating anymore, which is fine by us. They might still go to the local haunted places. I don't go anymore, my nightblindness is to the point where I can't see anything in front of me and any source of light is just full glare. I really wish I could go to something like Halloween Horror Nights, but I know I won't get anything out of it.
So, what was your favorite Halloween memory?
Tracy,
One finds limits by pushing them" ~ Herbert Simon
My girl thinks Halloween should be a year around event! Not for the candy or anything, but because she loves the decorations, especially skulls.
I'd thought I'd share some Halloween stories from the past and present with you.
* My girl is an artist, she recently painted a large pumpkin on a Pallet board to sell to a Flea Market across town. Which is good, but the funny part is....of all the 6000+ people in town, it ends up at the house across the street from us! Crazy!
* When my son was about 10, he went with his Youth Group to a local haunted event. It involved a Hayride in the dark and everyone gets dropped off at the end of the ride in a forest and have to make their own way back to the house and entrance. Well of course there's going to be scary people waiting in the forest, one jumped out and scared the group. My son reached behind him, grabbed his best friend's hand and bolted for the safety of the house and lit yard. About 3/4th of the way there his friend let's go of his hand. After arriving at the house and in the lighted lot he searched for his friend. "Why did you let go!?" he asked. "I never held your hand!" his friend replied. Soooo....who was he holding then???
* When my girl was about 11 she came up to me, "Momma, can you check on me while I take my shower?" "Why?" I asked. "Cuz I don't want to get Murder-lated" (Her word for "Murdered and Mutilated"). "Alright, but that's enough with the scary movies". Half way through her shower I opened the door and screamed "HAVE YOU BEEN MURDER-LATED YET!!??" "Mom!!! That's not FUNNY!" she screamed from the shower. "I thought it was" (evil grin).
* Randy & I got married on October 2nd, we spent part of our honeymoon in Niagara Falls (I know, cheesy eh?) We went to Clifton Hill which has all the tourist attractions and we went into Dracula's Haunted Castle. I don't remember what it was but Randy said something that got me into a fit of giggles for several minutes. The last part was a long dark hallway with curtains along the walls. Randy said "I wonder what would happen if I stuck our umbrella behind the curtain?" A loud sinister voice boomed "Ohhh nooo you don't want to do thaaaat". I lost it again and could not stop giggling.
* Another attraction on Clifton Hill was a Wax Museum, the basement was "Methods of Torture and Death". So we looked at wax figures in Iron Maidens and on Torture Racks etc. There was one figure in an Electric Chair with the metal headpiece and all. I moved on to the next exhibit but Randy called me back. "Did you see this?" he asked, pointed to the electric chair. "Yeah" I said. He says "Look at it again". So when I looked through the glass, he pushed a button on the wall which animated the wax figure to be "electrocuted" with violent shaking and strobe lights going off. I jumped and screamed and then started arm punching Randy. Damn that startled me!
Now the kids are teenagers and aren't interested in Trick or Treating anymore, which is fine by us. They might still go to the local haunted places. I don't go anymore, my nightblindness is to the point where I can't see anything in front of me and any source of light is just full glare. I really wish I could go to something like Halloween Horror Nights, but I know I won't get anything out of it.
So, what was your favorite Halloween memory?
Tracy,
One finds limits by pushing them" ~ Herbert Simon
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