Happy Halloween Deannine (I just figured out why you like this celebration so much-- it rhymes with your name!) Yes, Gator had all kinds of underlying
problems going into this-- which is why she was so nervous and reluctant to have it done. At least she anticipated problems so is probably less surprised than
I was. (I still remember the "Say WHAT?!?" reaction I had when I was told they'd opened me up.)
Anita, pumpkin carving used to be a lot of fun in my house but I was always the "scooper outer" and I hated that job as much as the kids did. One year I got smart and let the kids paint faces on them with acrylic paints. We never went back!
My favourite Halloween was when I lived in a housing co-op in Burnaby. I'd been there all of a month and got onto the Recreation Committee headed up by my friend Bev (that's where we met). We created a haunted house in the common-room and it was AMAZING! There was a c.d. of spooky noises, a witch with a dry-ice cauldron in the foyer taking tickets... We formed a tunnel/path for people to follow with floor-to-ceiling black plastic and had it very dimly lit. There were balloons on the floor that "worried" people's ankles as they walked through, and there were spaces behind the walls for people to reach out through slits and grab ankles too. We had people in costume to jump out at them, and a coffin standing up at the end of one of the aisles that "The Mummy" (Bev's Hobbit) would pop out of and shriek at people when they got close. They'd scoot around that corner and end up in my "room" where a witch would direct them to put their hands into plastic-covered cubicles that were full of very icky stuff (raw liver, peeled grapes, cooked spaghetti...) Then they'd turn to find their way out, but the exit was hidden. They'd approach my end of the room... there was a tiny little three-foot coffin on the table there... That was back in the days when I was flexible enough to curl my legs into a pretzel and keep them under me (no wonder my knees are so bad now!)... Anyway, they'd approach the table and the last thing they expected was for someone dressed as a vampire to sit up out of the tiny coffin... I'd direct them out to the outer room where they'd bob for apples and then head on home. We planned it just for the 50 families in our complex, but word spread and people were coming from miles around because they'd heard of this really cool place on Burke St.... HUNDREDS of people came through. I think we ended up bobbing for whatever-fruit-or-veggies-we-had-left-in-our-houses cuz we soon ran out of apples. Yep, that was one for the memory books!
Anyway, Halloween has dawned bright and sunny with blue in at least 70% of the sky, so I'm going out to take pictures of fall leaves. Happy Thoughts all!
Anita, pumpkin carving used to be a lot of fun in my house but I was always the "scooper outer" and I hated that job as much as the kids did. One year I got smart and let the kids paint faces on them with acrylic paints. We never went back!
My favourite Halloween was when I lived in a housing co-op in Burnaby. I'd been there all of a month and got onto the Recreation Committee headed up by my friend Bev (that's where we met). We created a haunted house in the common-room and it was AMAZING! There was a c.d. of spooky noises, a witch with a dry-ice cauldron in the foyer taking tickets... We formed a tunnel/path for people to follow with floor-to-ceiling black plastic and had it very dimly lit. There were balloons on the floor that "worried" people's ankles as they walked through, and there were spaces behind the walls for people to reach out through slits and grab ankles too. We had people in costume to jump out at them, and a coffin standing up at the end of one of the aisles that "The Mummy" (Bev's Hobbit) would pop out of and shriek at people when they got close. They'd scoot around that corner and end up in my "room" where a witch would direct them to put their hands into plastic-covered cubicles that were full of very icky stuff (raw liver, peeled grapes, cooked spaghetti...) Then they'd turn to find their way out, but the exit was hidden. They'd approach my end of the room... there was a tiny little three-foot coffin on the table there... That was back in the days when I was flexible enough to curl my legs into a pretzel and keep them under me (no wonder my knees are so bad now!)... Anyway, they'd approach the table and the last thing they expected was for someone dressed as a vampire to sit up out of the tiny coffin... I'd direct them out to the outer room where they'd bob for apples and then head on home. We planned it just for the 50 families in our complex, but word spread and people were coming from miles around because they'd heard of this really cool place on Burke St.... HUNDREDS of people came through. I think we ended up bobbing for whatever-fruit-or-veggies-we-had-left-in-our-houses cuz we soon ran out of apples. Yep, that was one for the memory books!
Anyway, Halloween has dawned bright and sunny with blue in at least 70% of the sky, so I'm going out to take pictures of fall leaves. Happy Thoughts all!
)
to be delivered
ever-so-gently. Take care, Gator!!!! Get better FAST! (though if you're really behaving as your SIL says, then you probably aren't in top shape
yet...)
... Lizz Novasure 6/22/05
