Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Blogapooloza - Halloween is Right Around the Corner
There are pumpkins in these photos - at least two of them. Vampire Mickey - is a pumpkin head, we decorated this guy for a pumpkin carving contest. He blends Disney and Horror in one pumpkin head.
It's been a long time since my kids went trick-or-treating. But here are a couple of my favorite photos from way back when. Jacob was only 3 and he wanted to be a mean dinosaur. When we told him he was soooo cute - that really made him mad. Luke has always loved Wolverine and Kara never wanted to be an angel.
Jacob always says if acting and/or art don't work out for him, he might go back to school and try medicine. A Mom can only hope. . .
I want to encourage all of you to do two things:
1. Visit lots of other blogs and make comments.
2. Enter the drawing on Angela Nickerson's blog for one of three fabulous goodie bags just click on the Blogapalooza below.
NOW ON TO MY BLOGAPALOOZA POST:
"You are about to enter another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land of imagination. Next stop, the Twillight Zone!" Narrated by Rod Serling
Well, almost . . .
We were driving to Reno.
Imagine a station wagon filled with nine kids, heading off on a 13 hour drive – or an eternity of “Are we there – yet?”s.
Dad didn’t like to stop. Finally, when everyone’s bladder was about to burst, we pulled into a gas station to refuel and unload some human liquid. Mom and I rushed to the women’s door but just as we were about to go in, a little girl pushed her way ahead of us and ran in. We waited and waited . . . and waited some more. Finally, Mom started knocking on the door, saying, “Are you all right?”
I was the one who wasn’t all right, my bladder was literally about to explode. Finally, Mom tried the doorknob and the little girl was gone. She’d disappeared. We looked around and couldn’t find her anywhere. I still HAD to go. So Mom stood directly in front of me, watching me go, and even kept the door slightly open – just in case some alternate dimension opened up and tried to swallow me down into the toilet.
We never did find out what happened to that little girl. And Mom always said, “We’d entered the Twilight Zone.”