Yes, you read that right. I have Halloween on the brain.
When the humidty is higher than the temperature, and I no longer care about planting stuff in the ground and shift into maintenance mode, and I start to dream of cooler days--the logical progression is Oct. 31. Hey, some of my blogger friends work year-round on their props. Me, I'm not that dedicated, nor have I reached their level of expertise. I can only dream of what they do.
But I've been eyeing that bin of Halloween fabrics in my sewing room and remembering that I have never made myself a purple, black and orange wall-hanging or throw. And when I make the rounds of yard sales, I'm looking for props. On Craigslist last week, I found a gal who is moving to South America, where they don't celebrate Halloween (poor things), and is selling all of her indoor and outdoor decor--including a small casket. We're supposed to meet up tomorrow and swap my green for her orange and black. I can't wait to see all of what she has--craigslist only allows you to post 4 pictures.
So this year's theme is Gypsy Curse. One of the items on my hope-to-find, borrow, or steal is a wall-less tent. You kow the kind--only a roof. I'm thinking draped black sheets for the walls, and maybe some deep blood red ones over that. We already have a crystal ball, and I collect oil lamps. Some Tarot cards, potion ingredients, scarves, baubles, maybe an old book of spells, a Ouija board, and a ghostly path to the tent.
This should keep Tandi from barking her head off everytime the doorbell rings, too. Drives me nuts.
Now to rig up a portable TV for downtimes so I can watch my scary movies....
PS. Jack has been warned--no illnesses in October EVER AGAIN!