Yeee-Hawwww...

If you don't think it is a fun time at Halloween when you live out in the boondocks, then you haven't lived in the right boondocks... Here's the big celebration going on 'round these parts of the woods.....

I think I may have to go and sit outside the church to take pictures of the little ghosts, goblins, princesses and supermen and their parents that are going to the Holy Ghost Wiener Roast.

It'll be a great time. Y'all come, ya hear!!!

Happy Halloween...

Talk about a fright night. Can you imagine taking your youngsters (or going yourself) trick or treating and being exposed to this big-assed pumpkin??

You always know it is getting Halloween time when you start getting e-mails such as these. I, fortunately (or not) have a plethora of family and friends that keep me supplied with Halloween photos of the more unusual nature.

I just thought I'd post this one for you all to peruse and ponder upon which of your friends or family members would be able to, and have cods, enough to pull off this double exposure.

DISCLAIMER:The images seen on this blog site are in no way intended to represent any known friend or family member of mine. AND it ain't my moons arising out of the Great Pumpkin Patch.

Amen

National Candy Corn Day...

October 30 has been designated as National Candy Corn Day. It is estimated that 20 million pounds are sold each year. Candy Corn is the number one Halloween candy treat in the U.S. and, I'm sure, beloved by the American Dental Association.

There have probably been more cars purchased by dentists financed by patients with a fondness for candy corn. I, myself, have been known to be anxiously awaiting October for the seasonal candy to come out because I was introduced to caramel candy corn.

I never really cared for candy corn, much to the delight of my parents, so that was never a source of income for my dentist, but 2 years ago I met caramel candy corn and I think I've made up for all that I didn't eat as a youngster. It is flat sinful. I go into a store and I am drawn by the sirens song to the candy corn display in search of caramel candy corn and it's like an out of body experience, I see my hand reach for the package and am powerless to stop myself.


I don't think I've ever, ever been this compulsive in my life, except maybe when I smoked. I know that with the end of October all will go back to normal because my supplier of caramel candy corn will slink back into the depths of their warehouses and count their loot, a good portion of which was provided by yours truly.

However hard it may be, I will have to let go of my beloved caramel candy corn and suffer the withdrawal symptoms, crying and cursing at the insidious sadistic mind that came up with this take off on the traditional candy corn and that has left me trembling and writhing in the pain of knowing that I will have to wait for 11 months to get my fix. And the whole process of the agony and the ecstascy will begin again.

Any and all help with coping with my withdrawal is not only welcomed, it is begged for from anyone who has a suggestion for easing the pain...

Just a Snippet...

Every now and then I have these, oh I don't know what to call 'em, flights of fancy, out of my mind experiences, enlightened ideas, brain explosions or brilliant deductions.... Normally, these realizations come to me in one sentence or sometimes two sentences... so I decided to call them snippets and will post them here as they come to me. Here's the first snippet:


Brain farts don't smell and the older I get, the more I appreciate that fact.


Feel free to post your snippets if you'd like or post them on your own blogs. See what sort of fun statements you can come up with... I think you will find it kinda fun.

Well, There's More To Add...

I don't know if you remember me writing a post about losing my a... or not, but now, obviously from the photo, there's more. It seems I'm also shiftless. My poor laptop is slowly but surely going to pieces.


The best thing about it is that it is my laptop going to pieces, not me. If I had realized how, in times of stress, pain, heartache, loss, and in good times, joyous moments and feeling great times, sharing my life is so cathartic I would have started blogging a long time ago.


Of course I am beating my laptop to death with all the blogging, reading other blogs and leaving messages, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera (from one of my all time favorite movies), but I think that is a small price to pay for the peace of mind from just putting myself and my thoughts for the world (or not) to read and contemplate (or not).

It isn't so much that I think my thoughts are so all-fired important to the masses, it is more like I like to throw it out there and see what comes back to me. So far I have had wonderful things come back to me, such as my Red Dirt Woman doodle (thank you Rick), friendships all around the country and even another continent (thank you Nola). I've enjoyed reading and posting on other people's sites, some of which are right here in my own backyard, in a manner of speaking (thank you Lisa J.) others I come to find by my love of critters such as dogs (thanks, Hallie), horses, and family (thank you, Ree) and so many others.

I guess I'm finding (in my older age) that the world is such a wonderfully diverse place that even if I live to be one hundred, which is not entirely unthinkable thanks to my gene pool, I will never, ever tire of exploring all the places I'd like to go and meeting all the wonderful people I'd like to meet. Of course if I live to be one hundred I probably won't remember them all, but I would enjoy meeting them at the time.

I think that is well worth being a shiftless old woman that's lost her a..., don't you?

Who, I Ask You...

Who would not feel like "Queen For A Day" if they clicked on a blog and found something especially for them right there in living color for all the world to enjoy?

Rick does such fantastic doodles and I feel so honored to have been featured with this doodle. I don't think that I've quit smiling for 3 days, even when cooking and cleaning house, and that is some kind of achievement and testimony to probably the best surprise, ever, in my life. Be sure to stop in at Organized Doodles and check out his work. The stories that go along with his drawings are worth the trip, too.

I was thinking about odd little inventions that we often use just by rote without thinking about who thought them up in the first place and probably got stupidly rich from them. Things like rubber bands... who ever thought of rubber bands and for what reason were they invented for originally?

Well, my friends, according to Wikipedia, the innocuous little rubber band was patented by Stephen Perry Bobstein, of Australia, on March 17, 1845. Since he invented, or at least was the one to patent it, the rubber band to hold envelopes together can you imagine how overwhelmed he would be if he were transported forward to our day and time to find that there being, not only about a trillion uses for them (including shooting spitwads at people), there is a web site for the lowly rubber band.

That's right folks, a web site. So if you want to know all kinds of stuff about rubber bands, you'll find it all (or mostly) at www.therubberband.info/ . The one thing it did not tell me was whether Stephen baby amassed incredible riches out of his invention, or if he died penniless and was buried in a pauper's grave.

We are here to educate and enlighten. Our next subject will be the paper clip.

Wow...

Rick, over at Organized Doodles, totally blew me away yesterday with a doodle of *#*#*#(drumroll)#*#*#* MOI !!! He is a totally amazing and thoughtful man and so kind to share a lot of his doodles with all of us and I love 'strutting his stuff' because he expresses thoughts and feelings so succinctly in his doodles.

Yesterday was one of my bad days and I had been in bed until the afternoon. When I got up and started my blog reading to catch up, I clicked on his blog and Bam! There was a RED DIRT WOMAN doodle!!! I was totally and absolutely surprised. I never thought about him doing something like that and his timing couldn't have been better. I think the delight from seeing his doodle eased my pain measurably and that was wonderful.

I urge all of you that may read this to go over to Rick's corner of the blogging world and see, not only MY doodle, but all of his doodles and read his posts. It will be a delightful visit, I assure you.

Rick, you all are on my list for okra next year, and I promise it will be a bigger mess than this years was. Your sweet bride may want to hit you in the head with the skillet for being so kind to this old red dirt woman. Thank you, thank you, thank you for your kindness.

Helen