It was a Dark and Stormy Night...........How Typical

The children crept up to the old creepy house a quiet as a mouse. They were dared to go ring the doorbell of old man Dracucount. Everyone knows once you set foot in side you never come out, and that the porch will shallow you whole! As they crept up the one child ran away screaming with fear then another, and then there was one. he rung the doorbell waited for a second and then SNAP! Then there were none.

Who Ya Gonna Call GHOST BUSTERS?!

     Well actually I'm not afraid of ghosts all the time, only when I'm in a haunted house. this weekend I'm going to Halloween Haunt at Canada's Wonderland and I am so excited I can feel it in my bones.

I don't know if I'm going to dress up yet but I've heard there are SEVENTEEN HAUNTED HOUSES!!!! I LOVE HAUNTED HOUSES. When I go inside them I get a rush of adrenalin and I can feel my heartbeat throughout my whole body. Bump bump. Bump bump. BUMP BUMP! It gets louder and louder as I creep through the house. Around every corner I'm always expecting something to jump out and chase me until I am at the end of the house. It is always so dark inside except for the flickers of the strobe lights up ahead. I can hear the people in front of you screaming in terror as if they were about to run for their lives. I know that I am next and that I can't turn back now. Of course I am not alone though. I lead my friends and I through the maze of horrors, being the first to encounter everything. I refuse to be the last in line because then no one will know if something happens to you, until the person that was in front of you notices that there is no one gripping their shoulders with fear anymore. Then they're next....... THEN ME.

    So if I'm not around after Sunday you'll know that at Halloween Haunt I just got too scared and couldn't come out of my room because of the traumatizing nightmares I will be having.

I Know You Can Hear Me..........

Imagine yourself sitting in a room with your whole family. Okay now imagine you're saying something to one of them. They don't respond so you repeat yourself. Still no response................. your thinking okay maybe they just didn't hear me after two times I guess that's understandable. So you take a third stab at it and STILL NOTHING. They don't even look in your direction. You must be thinking this could never happen. You are in the same room as someone and you have directed a question at them three separate times and they don't even give the slightest look in your direction! Well believe it or not this happens quite often in my house. When my dad is sitting in front of the tele he becomes completely immersed into the program he happens to be watching. He doesn't move at the slightest sound except for maybe reacting to the program his eyes and mind are glued to.



I don't know how this could be possible! It's like his brain shuts down and he can hear nothing except for the tele. One time I raised my voice in attempt to tell him something and this still failed. So i took things to drastic measures and did the thing that would let all hell break loose. I stood right in front of the tele. OH NO I DIDN'T! that got him to not only pay attention to me but he also changed his facial expression for the first time in half an hour. It went from zombie to WHAT THE HECK! With his eye brows raised and eyes widening he asked me what I was doing. I gave him a dumbfounded look and explained exactly what I was doing and how he had not heard my question repeated at least three times. He looked like I was lying to his face and that it could not possibly be true. Jeeze dad's just don't get it do they? So now every time it happens I let him know that I was right and will continue to be.

Tic Tacs and Sunny D Oh What Should I be For Halloween?

When I think of  Tic Tacks and Sunny D I think of the film Juno. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. So when I was contemplating what to be for Halloween this year, my dearest friend Kenze said that if I was Juno she'd be Bleaker.

   

Juno  

 

                                            Bleeker

It'll be perfect! I'm going to wear her trademark orange and white striped t-shirt with jeans and sneakers. Of course i'll be carrying around the biggest jug of Sunny D I can find. Under my shirt will bea balloon so that it looks like I'm a little prego with their child. Kenze will wear the classic Dancing Elk Condors cross-country running t-shirt with high red and yellow socks and itty bitty running shorts. Good thing she is a girl or else they may have looked a little awkward as they do in Bleeker in the actual movie........ just a little too short for a boy. She will also have a supply of Orange Tic Tacs at her side as he always does. Ithink that this idea will be very comical and I can't wait to dress up with her. Hehehe. Happy Halloween!!

CLICK TIC CLAP

     Disgusting. I hate when people chew their food loudly, or for that matter do anything disgusting with their mouth. My dad is the worst offender. When we are sitting watching the tele he always seems to be eating something that makes a noise, not only when biting down into it but also when he is chewing it. I give him a horrified look almost as if I have seen an actor get slaughtered in a horror film. I stare until he stops and says "What?" with a bewildered expression on his face. "You know what.." I usually reply. You know what he usually does after that? keeps chewing loudly and slurps! AAHHH. It gives me the shivers, like there are bugs crawling underneath my skin I can feel them when he does this. It puts the image of ground up food into my mind an it is terrifying. Sometimes i just think he does it to bug me..... -__-

Now I wouldn't actually slap him haha, but this is the expression that my face takes on when it continues. I'm sure other people have nit picky pet peeves such as this, but this is SO easily fixed. Just put less in your mouth when you eat...... for the sake of others sanity. Well at least my own sanity. It's not very attractive either. What if a person were to be doing that on a date?! That would be completely embarrassing! I know that I wouldn't be able to go on after that. Chewing loudly and making noises while chewing your food is unnecessary and can be easily fixed. So please if you are a really loud chewer and chop down on your food making nasty noises, try and cease. Thank-you.

Sunday Mornin Pancakes are Flipppin

       Every Sunday morning of my life has been the same throughout the course of my seventeen years of living. They began as just my mama and myself I would sleep in her and my daddy's bed every Saturday night and then we would wake up snuggle. When we started to get hungry we would make our way to the kitchen and start making pancakes! :) YUMMM. She actually makes THE BEST pancakes in the world.

I'm not just saying that either she adds in cinnimon as her secret ingredient that she made me prosime never to tell anyone. We sang in the kitchen to her favourite Sinead O'Connor songs at the top of our lungs and into the wooden spoons we were using to stir. Down the road my sister Maddie was born and she joined our Sunday morning routine. We sang to her when she was little and then as she grew she sang with us. Sometimes when my dad wasn't working he would come in with us and make funny animals (that never quite looked like animals) with the batter for our amusment and pleasure. he never ate them though, he is more of an eggs and bacon kind of guy. Other times when we didn't make pancakes we made creps that were to die for. We
topped them off with fruit and whipped cream. As I got older I began to sleep in more and I
would miss the snuggling portion of our morning. Then I missed the singing and making of the pancakes. My youngest sister was born and she seemed to do that with mama now. It was only until recently that I realised I missed my Sunday mornings with my mama. So now I and sing with her and make them with her in the morning. <3