Well, other than the wind blowing leaves all over the yard, nothing much happened today. This is a good thing. I was able to spend some time putting my room in order. Mom took a long needed nap in her room and Gia kept wanting to go outside and bark at the dog next door. She can't see it because of their privacy fence but she can hear it and that's enough for her. Did some laundry, fixed breakfast and supper and now just sitting around watching the Wizard of Oz.
I'm gonna have to take some time to redo our budget because our pay periods are going to change effective January 1, 2009. Now instead of getting paid every 2-weeks, pay day will be on the 15th & last day of the month. Damn, just when I had it going right with the budget. Oh, well. Finances 101 here we go again.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Mom survived Halloween without a scream.
This was our first year to NOT hand out candy to the little tricksters so, mom asked me to take her next door to sit with my cousin who was handing out candy.
We sat out side on her driveway which she had decorated with cobwebs and a blacklight. She was decked out, too. A long black dress with a black cape, a 3 skeleton head walking stick. She was sitting next to a small round table on which she had her candy tray, and a small pumpkin. Not to mention her glass filled with blood, from which she occasionally took a sip. She also had a vicious black hound sitting at her heels. It was dressed in a scary devilish costume. I had never seen "Boots" look soooooo cute. She was the cutest little chihuahua.
We had some cute little kids show up all in their costumes and then it happened. Across the street there was a group of kids and I noticed that one was really tall and dressed all in black. When he turned his head his face looked different so I studied it really hard. Yep, just as I thought, he was wearing one of those ugly rubber masks and it looked really freaky. Now I know not many people know this but when my mom was younger and worked at Baylor hospital she was scared by someone wearing a rubber devilish mask. Long story short she has never been able to tolerate those masks and even my brothers have never been able to get near her when they would wear one. So, here mom was in her wheelchair sitting outside and here comes this tall kid, wearing all black with a white rubber freaky mask and black hair sticking out all around it (picture Edward Scissorhands) coming across the street in her direction. I did some fast talking to mom and explained who was coming across the street and that there were little ones with him so if she got too scared she might scare the little ones not to mention he was only coming for the candy and not her. I explained to my cousin and her fiance why those masks scared her and they told her there was nothing to worry about because with all of us with her no one was going to harm her.
Well, Edward came and went without any incident but I don't care how far he walked away, he was never out of mom's sight. She kept her eyes on him from the time he reached the candy tray until he disappeared into the night. We didn't stay outside much longer after he left. But that's ok because he was with one of the last groups to show up.
The sad part of this whole story is how much our street has changed. I remember when we were young you could go to every house on this street and collect candy. Last night I could have counted the houses giving candy on one hand. It's not the same old neighborhood anymore. It's sad to see what the future is looking like for the children of tomorrow. Will we still rush home on October 31 to fill our bowls up and sit by the door waiting to hear the tiny voices say "Trick or Treat" or will it just be another night like all the rest?
We sat out side on her driveway which she had decorated with cobwebs and a blacklight. She was decked out, too. A long black dress with a black cape, a 3 skeleton head walking stick. She was sitting next to a small round table on which she had her candy tray, and a small pumpkin. Not to mention her glass filled with blood, from which she occasionally took a sip. She also had a vicious black hound sitting at her heels. It was dressed in a scary devilish costume. I had never seen "Boots" look soooooo cute. She was the cutest little chihuahua.
We had some cute little kids show up all in their costumes and then it happened. Across the street there was a group of kids and I noticed that one was really tall and dressed all in black. When he turned his head his face looked different so I studied it really hard. Yep, just as I thought, he was wearing one of those ugly rubber masks and it looked really freaky. Now I know not many people know this but when my mom was younger and worked at Baylor hospital she was scared by someone wearing a rubber devilish mask. Long story short she has never been able to tolerate those masks and even my brothers have never been able to get near her when they would wear one. So, here mom was in her wheelchair sitting outside and here comes this tall kid, wearing all black with a white rubber freaky mask and black hair sticking out all around it (picture Edward Scissorhands) coming across the street in her direction. I did some fast talking to mom and explained who was coming across the street and that there were little ones with him so if she got too scared she might scare the little ones not to mention he was only coming for the candy and not her. I explained to my cousin and her fiance why those masks scared her and they told her there was nothing to worry about because with all of us with her no one was going to harm her.
Well, Edward came and went without any incident but I don't care how far he walked away, he was never out of mom's sight. She kept her eyes on him from the time he reached the candy tray until he disappeared into the night. We didn't stay outside much longer after he left. But that's ok because he was with one of the last groups to show up.
The sad part of this whole story is how much our street has changed. I remember when we were young you could go to every house on this street and collect candy. Last night I could have counted the houses giving candy on one hand. It's not the same old neighborhood anymore. It's sad to see what the future is looking like for the children of tomorrow. Will we still rush home on October 31 to fill our bowls up and sit by the door waiting to hear the tiny voices say "Trick or Treat" or will it just be another night like all the rest?
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