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Monday, October 31, 2011

Halloween, Day seven




Times sure have changed from when I was a child. We had masks made out of  brown paper bags, rubber bands and string. We did not go in costume, there was no money for that. Instead of trick or treating we went to the school for our Halloween party. We played games, bobbed for apples. Had sack races,  peanut races, there was even apples on a string hanging in a door way, for you to try and catch with your teeth.  At the end of the evening there was a sack of goodies  for each of us. It would have peanuts, an apple, an orange and  usually taffy wrapped in orange and black, For me the best part was if there were a couple of stick of black jack gum. Oh how I loved that gum. Candy and gum were rare in our house, so the holidays were good things to look forward to.
I remember when a trick was tipping over the outhouses, or soaping windows.  When my kids were young, the tricks were soaping windows and egging cars, there were no more outhouses to tip. When the kids were little they wore the lone ranger masks for the boys and pink  ones for the girls. As they  got older they would make their own costumes. I remember one neighbor girl wrapping herself in white rags and ace bandages, I wonder how her body had any circulation, but she survived. They would get together with a bunch of friends and off they would go. I think every house in our town was visited.. After day light savings time started it was a bit harder for the kids going out in the dark.  The most fun for them was when they got back home and looked to see who got what.
There  was always a favorite candy that they would bargain with each other for.  
They made a game out of it. Then it was bedtime , that was the hardest night of the year except for Christmas Eve to get them settled down. I would tell them a spooky story if they would lay quiet and soon they were off to dreams Halloween fun.
Today it is all about glitz and fancy costumes, the adults taking the night over. Of course the children will be all decked out in store bought outfits also. Now  they have to escorted  and only go where the light is on.  There are no more homemade cookies  or popcorn balls, homemade taffy or krispie bars.
Tonight  my light will be on and all the lady bugs, pumpkins, Dora the explorers, little monsters and princesses including my grand children will come in costume. I will give too much goodies and their parents will have fun getting those kids to sleep tonight.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Creative writers Challenge Windows

In the windows of our minds,
Looking out we can see dreams of tomorrow,
 If we look within, we see our yesterdays.
~tee~

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Paint by numbers~





Picture taken over 70 years ago

The baby in this old picture is me,
As time went by the changes you would see,
Today I made it to age seventy one,,
To paint my life by numbers would be fun.
The colors would be too many to say,
I know the colors will change along the way. 

Thursday, October 20, 2011

A poem ~liquid~



The Liquid of his lie
as it
rolled smoothly off his lips
to lie
 aching in your heart.
 ~tee~

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Writing blogs and posting charts

Believe it or not I got a nasty notice from Google saying I used copy write material. There was a web site that must cruise the blogs to check this out. Now I can understand not using someones writings if it  world changing. but a chart of the nutrient value of a potato? I think  it was more of a notice that my blogs are being read by this creepy web site for what ever reason. I am sure the nutrient value of potatoes is not a  private thing. I hope the whoever this is does not think that this is some one elses blog.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Frog in a dish~



This is a story about things important and unimportant.  The pretty dish with a doilie under, with frogs and shells so cute and easy to see. Along side of them I see the footprints of all lives lost when people that believed in Nazis idea of wiping out anything or anyone that was not them. It is important to remember each of these footprints of lives lost because of a mad man and angry people that were unhappy to follow him. I never knew any of the people that died for naught. I pray for them. I do not know any people that died to stop this madness. I pray for them. My story is about truth, I can not make up  fiction, so I write about what I know. There are people  today with the same madness and anger, wanting to destroy what they know not. I pray they see the light.
The horror of the millions of lives destroyed,
Are their spirits still wandering lost or are they found,
I pray there is peace for them and  for all us.
We forget so easily, all the cries for help,
When backs are turned chaos happens.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Windows of my mind

Look into the window of my mind,
You will find a busy place,
Ideas bouncing here and there,
Love and laughter,lets be kind
Think of smiles to grace my face,
Thoughts of people in my life that care,
Things not thought of I will soon find.

Look into the window of my mind
Memories good and bad some are sad
Take a look just one more time,
This mind of mine is God's design,
Words to write all new, of this I'm glad,
Joy from my heart and thoughts align.
It is there to see,everything all mine.