Tricks and Treats

Guess what I found in my drafts folder?  My post-Halloween post!  *facepalm* 

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Of all our Halloween decorations, I think these are my favorite.  I love putting them up on the transom above the door.  For some reason, it cracks me up.  🙂 

I suppose that would make more sense if you knew we had 9’ ceilings. 

I have this bizarre horror image of a face peering in at me through the transom window.  Maybe my beloved will use that in one of his stories one of these days. 

It makes awesome shadows on the floor too, when the light shines through during the day.  😀

We had the kids carve their first pumpkin this year.  I know, I know, some of you are horrified at the thought that my children, ages 8 & 11, have never carved a real pumpkin before. 

We just never have, for like a decade.  We picked up a lighted plastic one when my son was little, and that’s been our go-to pumpkin ever since.  Our son named him and everything.  And neither of the kids had the slightest interest in sticking their hands in “pumpkin guts.” 

This was our first “family” contribution.

The October centerpiece.  Hard to tell from this shot, but I found these cute candies shaped like skulls and bones.  And of course, I had to use pumpkin seeds.  🙂

After the family pumpkin rotted (after only like 3 days!) we went out and grabbed some more.  One for each of us to carve.

The boy.  It makes me laugh because, without realizing it, he pretty much captured the expression he had in one of his baby pictures.

The happy pretty princess, and her daddy who’s wondering how much time he has before he has to invest in a shotgun.

The mom, realizing she forgot to pull dinner out of the freezer.

For trick-or-treating, our little angel went as an angel.

And I went as the mom who likes to paint her nails in weird ways.

Funnies

Some oldies but goodies for you today! 

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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried.

Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, “Ah, yes, that’s Mozart’s Ninth Symphony, being played backwards.”

He listened a while longer, and said, “There’s the Eighth Symphony, and it’s backwards, too. Most puzzling.”

So the magistrate kept listening; “There’s the Seventh… the Sixth… the Fifth…”

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, “My fellow citizens, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just Mozart decomposing.”

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Blonde Password
During a recent password audit, it was found that a blonde was using the following password:                     
MickeyMinniePlutoHueyLouieDeweyDonaldGoofySacramento

When asked why such a long password, she said she was told that it had to be at least 8 characters long and include at least one capital.

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Seeing The Signs

A car was driving very slowly down the highway. A policeman spotted the slow moving vehicle and pulled it over. “What have I done wrong, officer?” the driver asked.

“You are going 26 miles per hour on a major highway. There is a law against that,” the officer says to the driver. “You must go at least 50 miles per hour.”

“But when I turned on the highway, the sign said 26!” the driver replied.

The officer laughed out loud, “that’s because this is highway number 26! The 26 isn’t the speed limit!”

The driver leaned back in her car seat and the policeman saw another woman sitting beside her, looking as pale as a ghost. “What happened to her?” the officer asked.

“I don’t know, but she has been that way ever since we got off of Interstate 160.”

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Have a great weekend and don’t forget to smile.  It makes people wonder what you’ve been up to.  😉