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[Oct. 31st, 2016|01:26 am]
Lily
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Happy Halloween!
I haven't written anything for Halloween in a long time, but all my old LOTR Halloween stories can be found at this link (scroll down to the bottom):
http://lilybaggins.livejournal.com/687809.html
Hope everyone is hanging in there. My brother and nephew are coming tomorrow and we're making dinner for them and watching movies, etc. If we're lucky, we'll have no sightings of monsters or ghosts . . . we'll see . . . I need to get some work done, too, but I have a feeling that won't really happen because we have a good bit of cooking to do: boiling a chicken for enchiladas, deboning and seasoning it, making the sauce, and making our own tortillas, which takes some time. We've gotten really good at making tortillas---the ones you buy at the store just don't taste that great, and they have so much bad fat in them. We use coconut oil in ours.
I doubt we'll have any trick-or-treaters. A local dentist in our neighborhood throws a huge Halloween bash every year at the neighborhood clubhouse, so most people (mainly kids) go there. I've never been, but for some reason it makes me laugh to think of a dentist throwing a Halloween party with sweets and candy and such. But, it helps his business---maybe in more ways than one.
Last night I watched a really, REALLY strange movie, The Black Cat, from 1934, with Boris Karloff and Bela Lugosi. Can't say as I cared much for it, but those two were creepy as all get out, so it was nicely Halloweenish. Also, it was made before the Hays Code, which censors movie content, so there were some macabre and icky themes in it, too.
Anyway, enough rambling. A few simple pleasures for today:
- seeing a possum running around on the back porch tonight. Sad story---a few weeks ago, I looked out our kitchen window and saw a wee baby possum running around. He (or she) jumped on top of our garbage cans and spent about five minutes jumping from the edge of one can to another. I knew he was going to get into our garbage but didn't have the heart to try to scare him off, and it was late and I was already in my nightclothes, etc., so I went to bed.
A week or so later I was out doing yardwork and kept smelling something very foul on the wind. I eventually traced it to a garbage can----the one we have that is almost always empty except for some pine needles that fall into the bottom. I made myself glance for as split second into the can and saw gray fur---that spooked me and I made my brother come look. Sadly, it was the baby possum, dead in the can. He must have fallen in and just couldn't get out. That really sort of depressed me for the entire afternoon.
We have a ton of animals out behind our house because it's a wooded area. The other day---not kidding---I went into the bathroom to pee. I was just going into the smaller room where the toilet is when I heard a scratching, scuffling sound. I stopped. And then I heard it again---the sound of claws rasping on wood---coming from, seemingly, the closet right in the bathroom! I then heard it again---unmistakeably, the sound of an animal running around. That freaked me out and forgot about my need to go and hollered (yes, my poor brother) for my brother, telling him there was likely an animal of some sort in the closet. He came and we kept hearing it. He got a large stick and slowly opened the door---nothing there. And then we heard a squealing, squeaking nose. We determined it was not IN the closet but in the wall itself---and was probably a rat. Yuck. I hate rats.
- watching Rosemary's Baby, a Halloween classic for me. I think I like the clothes, furnishings, and their 1960s apartment as much as anything in the movie.
- eating warm, creamy, homemade chocolate pie with meringue. But after tomorrow? I simply have to cut back on my sugar. It's bad.
- Sitting here in bed, typing, with a cool breeze from a fan blowing on my legs.
Good night, all! *looks at watch---is it the witching hour yet?* |
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